#ummm if you have any questions about them please ask :D more about them will come soon. eventually. whenever i draw them

[pand1on]

MATILDA PRIME!!!!!!!!!

hi i definitely didn't forget to finish these so i could post them in a timely manner 😌

a bit about each of them under the cut :]

the thing they have in common is that instead of chaos energy causing the transformation from ant to mobian, it was the prism shards (which is why the eye colours are different)

maddie (new yoke)

she represents matilda's fighting side

a feisty member of the resistance who delights maybe a little too much in fighting

her closest friends are rebel and, shockingly, knux

they took her in after she escaped from the council post transformation

she's really intense, with less self control than matilda, she's always got a wild grin on her face in battle, and its a bit scary sometimes

her and knux started making bets on who can smash the most bots in a given fight

tilda

tilda is matilda's connection to nature and her origin as a little ant

she's just a little guy who lives in the woods with her ant friends

she transformed during thorn's rampage and got a bit of a beating before she really knew what was happening

she doesn't speak (she didn't learn how) and instead makes little noises she picked up from different critters

the little bugs and animals are her friends!!!!

sonic named her (he's not very creative)

there's a loneliness about her

tempest

tempest is matilda's revenge played completely seriously. she's on a mission and is not at all interested in fun

oh tempest.....by far the most different from matilda

a member of dread's old crew, she fought against the idea of him taking the shard, due to feeling connected to it

it didn't go well and left her with some scars

which sets her on a quest for revenge

tempest is matilda without much of matilda at all. she's focused, intense, and angry

I'll go into more detail eventually...but she ends up leaving her shatterspace with sonic, reluctantly working with him to ensure the safety of the shards

she interacts with shadow the most. it goes. very well

[heavyhitterheaux]

Sunflowers and Roses

Love You a Little Bit Series

Synopsis: Now that the two of you have reconciled, you decide to spend more time with Jack in order to get to know him better and you can't help but to have butterflies when he comes around you.

Read Part 1 first

Pairing: Jack Harlow x Country Singer!Reader

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As the two of you got settled in one of the booths across from each other at the diner, you began to glance over the menu. This was one of your favorite places to go and it helped that it was kind of hidden. You did that in the hopes of people not bothering Jack. You really hadn't been worried about yourself considering the fact that you didn't think of yourself being a well known artist even though some people would say otherwise. Jack was admiring you from across the table when he finally spoke up. He didn't think that you would agree to any of this so the fact that you did was surprising and the last thing that he wanted to do was mess it up.

“So I take it that you liked the flowers?” He asked and you looked up at him confused.

“Wait, that was you? All of them?”

“Y/N, did you not read the notes that I was leaving for you? I left one in every bouquet.”

“There were NOTES?!”

“I… yes! I wrote that I wanted to take you out on a date to get to know you better and make up for us having a not so good start.”

“Wait, this is a DATE!?” You asked, looking around confused. You weren't exactly dressed for a date seeing as you were wearing your black leggings and one of your oversized Louisville Cardinals sweatshirts along with your converses.

“I thought you agreed when you came up to me in the parking lot and that you read my note!?”

“Oh, this is…. Wow…. Ummm… okay.”

“I seriously can't believe that you didn't know that there were notes on the side of each bouquet.”

“Shit. Now I feel bad because I haven't read any of them and I didn't treat you so well when we met. I'm really zero out of two here and it seems like it's getting worse.” You replied being completely honest.

“Don't even worry about it.”

“Oh no, I'm going to worry about it. That's my part time job and being a singer is full time.”

“Y/N, I promise that it's okay.” Jack was trying to make light of the situation, but that didn't help you from feeling bad about the entire thing. Just wait until you told Rory about this one.

“You took the time to find out what my favorite flowers were and reach out on multiple occasions while I….” You started to say, but then went quiet.

“Okay, we can call a truce. We can start completely over.”

“I’d like that, but is this still a date if we do that? Because I am definitely not dressed for a date.” You said while glancing down at your outfit and suddenly becoming self conscious.

“Only if you want it to be.”

“Uh…. a breakfast date between friends. Let's start there.”

“I can live with that.”

“One more question for you….” You said and Jack nodded at you for you to go on.

“Were the notes handwritten?”

“Yes. It's more personal that way.”

“Now I feel even worse.”

Once you had gotten back home from your breakfast date with Jack, you immediately went over to all of your bouquet of flowers and started looking for the handwritten notes that he was telling you about. You decided to start with the newest one that he gifted you tonight and smiled when you had started to read it.

Y/N,

I hope the flowers are getting to you and that you like them. I wanted to reach out again because I still haven't heard from you. I just want us to be able to start over and become friends and also apologize to your best friend. We can have a dinner date or a breakfast date since I know you tend to leave the studio late. Just let me know what you decide.

Jackman 

So now you could understand why he thought it was a date.

However, the last thing that you were looking for is dating anyone or getting into a relationship. You wanted to focus on your career and expand it and there would be plenty of time for that later. Besides the last one didn't end very well and opening your heart again to that vulnerable state was something that you weren't ready for.

After finding each note, you set each one of them aside and tried to find a special place to put them so that they wouldn't get lost. Once you did and got settled to go to sleep, you hopped in bed as you sent Jack a quick text since the two of you exchanged numbers once he dropped you back off at your car.

You- I found and read all of them. It means a lot to me that you still wanted to get to know me after all that and once again, I'm sorry. Have a good sleep and hopefully I'll see you soon.

Jack- Couldn't resist wanting to get to know a beautiful girl with an amazing voice and talent. And like I said we're starting off with a clean slate. Sleep well, Y/N. 

Later on that day, Jack found himself in the studio once again and Clay could tell that he was distracted as he kept looking down at his phone and smiling. He was smiling at texts from you and decided on his next break, he would walk down the hall to see you.

“Why are you smiling at your phone like that? Is that your latest girl of the week?” Clay asked as he raised an eyebrow at him. 

“What? No. It's Y/N.” He quickly said as he started typing back his response to answer you.

“WHAT? HOW'D YOU GET HER NUMBER?” Urban asked from his spot on the couch in the corner.

“Uh? She gave it to me? How else?”

“But you said that you thought she hated you.”

“We decided to call a truce and start over. I took her out to breakfast this morning and she didn't realize that it was a date because she didn't see the notes that I was leaving for her in the bouquet of flowers that I sent her.”

“She went on a date? With your dumbass?” Clay asked and Jack glared at him.

“Wait a minute…. What bouquet of flowers? I feel like I missed some episodes of Y/N hates Jack.”

“I was watching an interview of her when it came across my timeline on Instagram and she said her favorite flowers are sunflowers and roses mixed together. I’ve been sending them to her so that they’ll be in the studio once she comes in to record. While also writing her notes to apologize.”

“Aww Jack’s in love.”

“Definitely not. She just wants us to be friends.”

“For now.”

“Just wait until she really gets to know you. I mean I guess you're a catch. You're funny sometimes.”

“CLAY!”

“What did I do!?”

“Just like a younger sibling. Not helping.”

“I'm helping you on this damn song, am I not!?”

“Cut it out!”

“Hmm we'll be going to a wedding in a year and I'm going to be able to say I called it.”

“Can we just hurry up and finish?”

“Why? Got a hot date that's currently down the hall?” Urban piped up as he opened his bag of hot cheetos.

“And this is why I don't tell either of you a damn thing.” Jack said while pinching the bridge of his nose.

“We're almost done so you can go and see your girlfriend.”

“She's not my girlfriend!”

“Well then can I date her?”

“NO!”

“Yeah, that's definitely your girlfriend.” 

Jack had sent a quick text to you to let you know that he was almost finished and that way he could come and see you for a little bit longer without having to head back into the studio. You wanted his opinion about a song that you had been working on and would love to see what he thought about it. You were currently surrounded by multiple people including Rory who wanted to stop by and see you. She was probably going to flip her shit when Jack walked in the door and you couldn’t wait to see the look on her face.

Twenty more minutes had passed before Jack was walking through the door and there immediately were butterflies erupting in your stomach and you had no idea why. You quickly spotted him and waved him over as you moved to the side on the couch so that he would be able to sit next to you.

“Hi.”

“Hi, you make anything good today?” You asked as you were strumming chords on your guitar.

“I might have to revisit it tomorrow since Clay was being a little shit.”

“He's your little brother. I hope you didn't expect any different.” You said while laughing and Jack just shook his head. He wasn't going to mention the fact that Clay had been teasing him about you.

“I didn't and he just about lost his shit when I told him that you record here too.” This instantly put a smile on your face.

“Hmm, might have to get the younger Harlow to work on a song with me.”

“Oh, and just push me to the side?” Jack asked as he playfully clutched his chest.

“Of course not. You can help me write it, silly. We gotta get three of Louisville's best on one song.”

Since all of your attention was on Jack, you didn't notice that Rory was trying to get your attention. You weren't even glancing in her direction when she decided to insert herself in the conversation.

“Bestie, don't be rude. Introduce me, please. Never mind. Hi Jack, I'm Rory. Y/N's best friend and if you hurt her I'll….”

“Rory!” You said through gritted teeth, but all she did was smile at you as you could feel your cheeks burning up.

“Is this…?” Jack started to ask you and all you did was nod your head before sighing.

“Oh good. You've heard of me.”

“And I apologize that our first meeting didn't go very well.” Jack said to her, but she waved him off.

“I’m over it. You're forgiven. It wasn't really your fault anyway. I have to get going but I'll be around. Y/N, don't do anything I wouldn't do.”

“Hmm funny, I'm drawing a blank.”

“Bit…. You know what, I'll let it slide for now and yell later.”

You watched her as she walked out of the studio when suddenly Jack turned to you confused.

“What did she mean that it wasn't really my fault?”

“It's not important. Now let me play this for you.” You said as you turned towards him as you looked in his blue eyes that were captivating you. 

How could you not have noticed before?

No, we can't fall for him. We can't get hurt again. 

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itsy/n: it's finally yours. Whiskey Blues. 💙

- jackharlow: you never miss 😉

-claybornharlow: 👀👀

-rorymarie: go best friend, that's my best friend

-y/nupdates: her grill saying Buckle Bunny is LEGENDARY

-bucklebunnybabe: WE GOT ANOTHER HIT!!

-carmengarrison: I got a bad case of the whiskey bluessss

[heartbreakincident]

4, 5, 6, 8, and 10 please!

(questions from here, this is from earlier when i was doing OC asks)

oc page link

4. A character you rarely talk about?

lots of em. hell, i have a ton of OCs that aren't even on my oc page, those are just the ones i'm liable to talk about on here with some regularity. let's see.... oh you know what i could talk about ben. ben's kinda fun. i wrote a little drabble for him once on here and have tagged some posts for him, but i don't think i've ever explained his deal. ben was born as a half-vampire, which to boil down some setting stuff, means that he should have been able to live his whole life more or less normally as a kinda weak sauce vampire. but then he got bit by a werewolf, which should have just bounced right off him but instead fucked up his whole body and now he's this unprecedented half-vampire-half-werewolf. so his whole life is just working around the complications of not fitting into either box. he basically teaches himself alchemy to try to figure out how to fix his whole predicament so he can have a community/family again, but it's not really working out for him. (luckily, his boyfriend is a well established vampire with a large coven and a penchant for adopting strays. don't worry, he turns out just fine.)

5. If you could make only one of your OCs popular/known, who would it be?

i want everyone to be a fan of eden. if i succeed at anything in this life it would be making people like and be invested in eden basri.

6. Two OCs of yours that look alike despite not being related?

*wracks my brain* ummm hard to answer! since i'm a writer not a drawer, superficially yes i suppose some of them do "look alike", because descriptions may seem similar. however in my brain, no, they all look at least a little different. if i dug into the archives i could probably pull two out that look similar... rowan and taz could probably pass as brothers? if taz grew out the dyed hair.

8. Do you RP as any of your OCs? If you do, introduce one of your RP OCs here!

oh man i suppose i do, don't i. some of my OCs are from D&D, with my current campaign character being neferkare nizam, a tabaxi rogue/wizard. they're the right hand/spymaster to one of three ruling dragons in my husband's custom campaign setting, and they are fiercely loyal and have a really cute slowburn thing going on with their coworker (it's a slowburn not because the guy isn't bought in, but because neferkare is wildly emotionally unavailable because they're so dedicated to their job).

10. Introduce an OC with a complicated design?

answered here!

[alicraft336]

A Nice Stranger (Chapter 4)

Warnings: None

Note: Little Wish is a Dreamtale Au (Dreamtale belongs to Jokublog)

It wasn't long until 'Nightmare' had returned with an ice pack wrapped in a piece of cloth as he believed it would be too cold to put directly onto his brother's head. When he arrived back at the tree he found his brother fiddling with a few flowers that grew at the base of it, "Brother, I'm back." He said to get his brother's attention,

Wish looked towards him, "h-hey brother, I'm surprised to see you back so soon," he said as he watched 'Nightmare' kneel down in front of him. 'Nightmare' ignored his greeting and asked, "where does it hurt?"

"I told you I'm fine, please don't worry about me," Wish said to which 'Nightmare' quickly disagreed with, "Not worry?! Wish you fell out of the tree and called me 'Nightmare'." He said as he put the ice pack on multiple areas of the back of his head.

"What were you even doing up there anyway?" he asked him, even though the two of them would often climb trees for fun, it was entirely possible for him to be doing just that, but something told him that wasn't the case.

'Nightmare' stayed quiet and watched as his brother stiffened up at his question, only adding more onto his suspicion.

As 'Nightmare' thought of the many possibilities as to why he was truly up there Wish couldn't help but think that this was his chance to give 'Nightmare' a proper childhood as theirs was spent protecting the tree that there 'mother' inhabited and it's apples, but when the villagers came around and built their homes it only added more onto their workload, stripping them of any kind of childhood they could've had.

This was his chance to at least try to give him one, he just had to find a way to ensure that the villagers wouldn't hurt him as they did in the past, or take advantage of him as they did himself.

If he was anything like the Nightmare he knew telling him wouldn't be the best option as he had always been the more cocky one of the two, he didn't need him making snide remarks towards the villagers, making this new job of his harder.

If he knew one thing about these villagers it's that they didn't like being called out on their behavior, if 'Nightmare' found out and called them out on it, history could repeat itself and he'll lose him again to that... Thing.... 

Wish silently cursed to himself as he realized he was going to have to lie his way out of this one, he silently apologized to his brother before telling him his half thought out lie. "I... Ummm... I-I wanted to get a better view of the village...?" He said as if it were a question.

'Nightmare' gave him a look telling him that he didn't believe him, and he didn't blame him, that was a horrible lie and the delivery of it wasn't helping. As 'Nightmare' was about to question the legitimacy of his answer Wish quickly changed the subject. "W-where did you get this ice pack? D-did one of the villagers give it to you?" he asked. 

'Nightmare' looked at his brother, his suspicion obvious, but he decided not to press him for any more information as he was more worried about his well-being than answers at the moment. "No, it was actually a nice stranger I met we'll running through the village, I think he might have been a traveling merchant or something as I've never seen him before, and he had a lot of strange items with him," he said, after a few moments he spoke again.

"Though... They gave me a really strange feeling; it was like something in me was saying that they shouldn't be here and that something was wrong. I-I don't know if it was because of their fox-like eyes or sharp toothed smile... Whatever it was, I just didn't feel comfortable around them," he told his brother, trailing off at some points. 

"I see..." Wish said as he tried to think of anyone he knew who matched such a description, but no one came to mind. "Next time you see them just let me know, and I'll see what could've caused that feeling," he said, curious as to who this strange person was as well.

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Characters used in chapter:

Wish belongs to Me (Ali Craft)

Nightmare belongs to Jokublog

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[idv-ask-the-showman]

{A Familiar Face}

{carrying in from the RP with Archer and Flynn. One shot short story + event characters!}

A new event-limited character is now available for questions!

Name: Koji Tanaka

Age: 12 and a half

Gender: Cis male

Sexuality: Gay (in love with flynn)

Nationality: Japanese/Italian

{the current Kumicho of the Yukaza family in Paris. Despite being so young to be the boss of a crime family, he made himself a force to be recant with. Yet he would have not come so far if it wasn't for Flynn so now he came to the manor to find him and to personally thanks and offer him an offer of a lifetime!}

After finally arriving at a more private place away from anyone's eyes.

Flynn didn't waste time before slamming the boy he dragged with him to the wall and immediately put his dagger so dangerously close to his neck that it made a small cut with some blood dripping from it.

“What brings you here, Koji?!… If you are here for some Yukaza business then SCRAM!! I have already paid a lot for your services and that means I do not owe you guys anything so do not even think of asking me for anything!”

Koji whistles at Flynn’s action, a moment ago he was such a polite boy in front of Archer but the second all eyes were away from them, he immediately turned into this. Koji would lie tho if he said he didn’t like that side of him more than the one before it.

“Good to see you too, Flynn~ long time no see :D!”

“….”

“Okay okay~ relax I am not here for some family business or anything like that, I am here as just Koji Tanaka. You can put away your dagger… besides you are smart enough to know is a bad idea to try and harm me~”

Flynn sighed and took away his dagger from Koji, hiding it underneath his suit. Putting a hand over his hip he titles his head and asks once more “Then if you not here for business then what could ever bring you here and why do you keep following me all day long?”

“Well, you see~ I have recently become The Kumicho of the Family and ever since then I wanted to find you to come and personally thank you and also to offer you something special as a gift!”

Flynn lifted an eyebrow at that, not sure if he should believe it or not, Koji was only 12 years old, younger than him by a year, and yet here he was becoming the boss “Thanks me??… Okay, I have a couple of questions, 1- you now the boss? What happen to your father? 2-if you wanted to talk to me then why not do it from the start, do you know how creepy it was having you spying on me? And finally…. What is the offer??”

“We do not talk about that old hag anymore, he is not important ^^”

“Eh?”

“And the reason I didn't approach you the first time is cuz I just recently arrived here when the ball started after I finally found out where you are all this time (you have no idea how hard it was to find you-) but you were so busy with the whole thing that there was hardly any good time to talk to you so I just waited and watched until I see the right opportunity to finally talk to you!… tho was I really that noticeable?”

“Yes.”

“Ah… ummm~ well at least now we can talk and I can finally offer you the gift I was waiting to tell you about all this time!”

“Just get on with it- EH!” Koji suddenly grabbed both of Flynn’s hands together with his, before falling to one knee and with a smile proposed to Flynn his offer "Would you join the Yukaza and become my right-hand man?!"

there was a long silence between the two, Flynn with a shocked face while Koji's eyes bright like never before as if Flynn already said yes-

'NO."

"EHHHH!! WHY!?"

"Koji, I don't want to get myself involved with the yakuza any more than I already am and there are other reasons that I would not even bother to list... but why do you want me, I bet you have men who are more suited for the spot more than me."

“Tsk… please, those idiot men are still loyal to my old hag of a father, and if I made one of them my right-hand man, they for sure would use that position to plan my downfall. Besides you are way more skilled and smart than anyone I know!! You were even the reason I started to finally stand up against my father and get rid of him!”

Flynn sighed “I understand where you coming from Koji and I am glad you finally stuck up to your dad… but my answer is still a no.” Flynn almost felt bad saying this again when he saw how heartbroken Koji looked. “A-are you sure?! Just think about it, if you agree, I will make sure to provide you with both protection and anything you want! e-even your family and friends would be protected and-”

“Koji…” was the only thing Flynn said to let Koji finally stop trying to convince him to join. He let go of Flynn’s hands and stood up “All alright… but my offer still stands and the spot will always be available for you if you ever change your mind” Flynn only nodded to that while holding on to his own hands. Both had an awkward moment of silence while trying to avoid eye contact.

“I guess I have nothing left to do here… umm, I will take my leave then-”

“W-wait!”

Koji stopped walking away when Flynn called for him and turned around to look back at him. Flynn smiled at him while saying “This is a ball for everyone to have fun and enjoy, I can not just let you leave it heartbroken and sad… so how about instead of me becoming your right-hand man, we can maybe be partners in the ball?!… w-what do you say?”

Koji's eyes widened at that and soon a smile drew on his face and ran back to Flynn, once more holding onto his hands, and with a happy tone of voice responded “OF COURSE!! I would be so honored to be your partner at the Ball~” Koji could not help but jump in place while saying that, making Flynn laugh at how silly he now acts and sound.

“hahahaha okay okay! Calm down now silly!”

-fin

[dearestones]

Hiya Devin :) for the recent ask game!

10 (short, huh?), 26, 27, 43, andddd for 50: Why writing? What inspires you/ got you into it in the first place? Thanks Devin :) Hope you're having a slay day! <3

Hey, Devin here!

10. How tall are you?

Did you know... shortness is only a matter of perspective? I'm 191 cm. Obviously. Like Floyd Leech. You should totally believe me.

150 cm

26. What are some seemingly childish things you like? 

Ohhhh, that's a very cool question! Ummm.... hmmm...

I really like cute notebooks, planners, scrapbooks, and calligraphy sets! I don't have a creative bone in my body when it comes to writing legibly, much less decorating planners or scrapbooking, but it seems like a good hobby!

Another a childish thing I like? I really like my happy stims! It's a sore point for me in real life, especially if other people are in the room when I stim, but I like flapping my arms or jumping up and down. The happy chemicals create more happy chemicals in an unstoppable feedback loop that has originated since childhood. :D

Ohhhh, puns! I like to grab seemingly random objects and making puns out of them!

I mean, with all of these questions... It seems like this is a quest ur on to know more details about me! ;)

Yes, I know it's bad shhhh...

27. What’s your favorite book? Or just one you’ve read a few times? 

Oh gosh, please don't be mad at me, it's been years since I've read a book that wasn't a reference text or a manual. Can fanfictions count? From my most recent memory, even though it's been a while since I've last read it (but I have read it upwards to 10+ times over the years)... Snakeskins by Lsunnyc.

I know you like worldbuilding and lore, guess what that fanfic is composed of! (It's also one of my main inspirations to how I write nowadays. I really look up to that author and you should check them out and their ao3 if you're interested!). It's a Hetalia/Harry Potter crossover fanfic and it's... very long, but hey. It's really well written.

But an actual book? Gosh... No Longer Human by Osamu Dazai? That's one of the last few books I remember reading and that was definitely a trip. I related to the main character a bit too much and the subject matter, trajectory of the character... It really hits and there's a reason why the book has the reputation it has.

43. Do you have siblings? How many?

Yup! Two of them!

50. Wild Card. Any question, ask away.

Why writing? What inspires you/ got you into it in the first place?

(Answer under the cut because it got too long!)

Okies, so I know in the past I think I admitted to having started posting fic in 2012 and my first fandom was for Tokyo Mew Mew. However! My first ever fanfic was for Sharkboy and Lavagirl and it was written on yellow legal pad and will never see the light of day ahaha!

The reason I bring that up is because when I was younger and school would let out for the summer, our class would have this ritual of throwing away our tattered old notebooks that we weren't planning on using for the next school year into the recycled bins. However, before I left for home, I would take all of the notebooks that had been dropped into the recycle bins, take them home, rip out the old notes and doodles, and then keep them over the summer.

So that I can write in them.

I started in fifth grade when I realized that it would be a waste just to let those notebooks be recycled when there were some that had tons of clean pages??? In them??? That's why I saved those poor notebooks.

The thing was, I didn't realize that I had like half a dozen or so notebooks that had clean pages that I realized... I could do things with the notebooks. So, over the course of the summers from 5-7 grade, I would write short stories (seriously, short as in like one paragraph long onto a single page and call it a day). It wasn't until the summer of 7th grade that I realized... wait, why write stories only in the summer? Why not write during the whole year instead?

At that point, I amassed a lot of notebooks and scraps of papers filled with stories. Somewhere along the way, I shifted from purely original fiction to fanfiction because it was through my first official fandom (Tokyo Mew Mew) that I realized fanfiction was a thing.

I totally thought, upon reading my first fanfic in ye old ffnet, that it was actually canon material until I checked the comments and other stories. And thus, my eyes were opened.

So yeah, come eighth grade and beyond, I began writing more fanfics in my free time and eventually, in high school, I began bringing my fanfic notebook into class so that I could work on them during breaks.

I think what really inspires me to write would be because... there are entire swathes of the story, of the behind scenes, that we never get to see in canon. You can infer a lot from subtext or hints dropped from characters alluding to events, character perceptions, etc. but there's a difference from accepting the subtext or canon as it is and... Taking what you know and then adding depth to it and transforming it into something new.

I don't know... breathing life into characters who already has an established character is so exhilarating to me! There are people out there who roll their eyes at fanfic, but like??? Writing a character and making them stay in character while also transforming them in the process??? It's creation in one of its more pure forms while also paying homage to the original creator.

There's a quote somewhere... maybe on tumblr? and this person said that writing fanfic or any sort of transformative work is like playing with the sandbox that the original creator has left behind. That's what I'm doing, I'm playing in a sandbox.

And I'm having a lot of fun with it! :D

Anywhoozles, thank you so much for the questions and I hope that you have a wonderful day!

Feel free to ask more questions and I hope that you have a wonderful day! :D

[legolasghosty]

ahh yes wip tag game!! i’m physically incapable of not asking about “IKEA Meetcute Willex” but also “Willie Touch Issues Ace Stuff” sounds interesting👀 hope you’re doing well!!

Heheheheheh IKEA Willex!!!! My beloved that I really need to finish!

For anyone who isn't familiar, IKEA Willex is a meetcute setup where Alex is at IKEA looking for a new bedframe(Cause Luke and Reggie broke his old one by jumping on it whenever he wasn't home), and runs into Willie, who is attempting to get a race car bed as a combo of getting furniture for his new apartment and 'healing his inner child' or whatever his therapist kept calling it. They end up searching together :D

Let's see, random facts you don't already know about it.... I guess this is more about the extended universe than this fic itself, but please know that Alex and Willie get a giant race car bed when they move in together eventually! Cause YES!

Snippet!

"How goes the search?" Alex asks.

"Not good," Willie sighs, leaning back against the fake wall. "I know they have them here cause I looked online, but I haven't found any yet and I've been here for an hour."

Alex winces sympathetically. "When did you get here?"

"Like… 11:30?" Willie answers.

Alex glances down at his watch, then back at Willie, then back at the watch. "Ummm, you've only been here for like 20 minutes then," he informs them.

Willie stares at him for a solid minute, then drops his head back against the wall and groans again. "I'm doomed."

(I fully pulled that bit from a show called Ordinary Days.)

Okay! Willie Touch Issues Ace Stuffs!

This one takes place post canon sometime and was born from the idea that Caleb tended to use touch to manipulate Willie. Caleb is gone now and Willie is free, but like... the boy has some trauma. And sometimes he has moments of being terrified of turning out to be just like Caleb. Sooooo he has a bad day where he sort of can't stand to touch Alex or anyone else cause he's terrified that he's somehow manipulating them just like Caleb did.

And there's a whole other level to it with Alex cause Willie is ace and sex repulsed. Alex is probably ace too, cause I can't write allo characters to save my life, but maybe more sex neutral/favorable. So Willie is freaking out that maybe he's manipulating Alex by touching him cause somehow he's promising something he doesn't actually want. It's a whole thing. Anyways, Alex finds him and they'll be okay. When I actually finish writing it.

Snippet!

No, no thinking about him. Today was supposed to be good. He had to focus on something else. They hung a tight left, not even sure where they were anymore, and swerved a little to avoid some more lifers. Maybe tonight Reggie would talk the rest of the gang into watching A New Hope again. While Star Wars wasn't Willie's main thing, he could appreciate the art form, and it always made Reggie happy. But did Willie really think it sounded fun to watch something just because it made his friend happy? Had Caleb been right all along? Was Willie like him? Willing to do whatever it took to get what he wanted, even if it involved hurting people or forcing them to do things they didn't want?

Suddenly, Willie collided with something solid, tumbling to the ground as their board slid out from under their feet. He groaned, rolling onto his back on the cold sidewalk, looking around for whatever it was he’d run into. They froze as their eyes locked on blonde hair and pink fabric.

“Hey Wils,” Alex groaned, sitting up and looking down at him. “Sorry, I didn’t even think about how that would go if you were moving.”

Thanks for the ask!!! Gosh I really wanna go back to both of these now!

(Ask me questions about any of my wips that intrigue you!)

[aroaceconfessions]

Okay so this is the confession place for aroace people. Ummm so I may have done something to one of my parents. This was mostly unintentional. The parent was talking about crushes that the parent had when parent was younger. The crushes in question were of both girl and boy gender. Parent (to my knowledge) is hetero. I asked if parent was bi. Parent said parent had always liked both but was hetero. Uh sorry, I don't remember where I was going with this but um,,,,, This, I guess??? Currently also confused as to whether I'm actually aroace or just a very late bloomer. So I've never had a crush in my life and I don't really want one, but according to a parent (the very same one I talked about earlier) they're not something you can ask for or refuse. I also feel like crushes would just be a waste of time (for me, this doesn't necessarily apply to anyone else). I'm also a romantic according to the very same parent, but I still don't know what that means? Please tell me what it means. I mean, I love romances and close friendships in stories and cute romantic things, but just as long as I'm an outsider looking in. (Wow, that sounds really creepy haha. I don't actually mean it in a creepy way though!!) Sooo maybe I am aroace, maybe I'm not? Another thing, I got a few plants but for the life of me I absolutely cannot get them to stay alive :(. A bit sad about that. One of the other states of affairs in my strange life is the fact that my extended family on the other side of the world is bonkers! I feel like I'm watching a sitcom without the funny bits! I'm so glad I don't live near them! My little sister is also getting kind of weird around me :(. She has a best friend now who isn't me and they talk about everything (I could be wrong though). We're kind of growing apart and I don't like it :(((.

I also really want a cat.

Will I ever hit my rebellious teenager phase? I hope not. I love my parents and don't want to cause them any more anguish. They have a bunch to deal with already (including my bonkers extended family).

I'm kind of hungry now. maybe I should have lunch early?

Worried about college too. I need to take my SAT and apply and do a whole bunch of other stuff and I'm worried I won't be successful. I'm worried I'll fail my SAT, I'm worried I won't get into college, I'm worried I won't graduate college, I'm worried I won't find any jobs, I'm worried I won't be accepted by any jobs, I'm worried I'll hate my job, I'm worried I won't ever retire, I'm worried I'll fail life basically.

I'm also nonbinary (agender) and the same parent I've been talking about doesn't want me to come out publicly because parent says I'll "face many hardships and might get hurt/killed and I don't want that for my child". I mean, I get where parent is coming from, but dang, that's kind of a wild thing to say to a kid who has thousands of other things to worry about. Also I don't want to pretend I'm a girl for the rest of my life, that would suck so bad.

Oh another thing, racism sucks :(. I'm not white btw. When you get mad at brown people, you do not tell them to go back to their own country or some bull like that!! I mean I haven't experienced that yet, but both parents and sister have experienced things in that vein. I, however, have experienced so many little microaggressions (so has my sister D:<). For example when we go biking, one of the first things people ask us is "Are you from here?" or "Do you live near here?" I mean, come on! I know this is a mostly white neighborhood but you don't go around asking people those things! You never ask the white kids that! Don't pretend it's something you ask everyone! So rude!

Well I've been typing for about 20 minutes, maybe this is enough? No, I still have more to say.

I'm kind of tired of everything I deal with :(.

Also I hate what went down with Dobbs. The justices just yeeted our rights out the window, huh? Anyway reproductive rights should be protected on both the state and national levels.

More stuff,,, uhm,,,,,another confession... I am deeply uncomfy around republicans. They kinda just remind me of all the bad stuff.

Also I have no irl friends :(. (not counting my sister). Parent (yes, that one) says I'll make friends in college but I'm worried nobody will like me for who I am. When I was younger I had no problems being myself around other people, but now I just tailor my personality to fit other people because I want them to like me. I have no problems making 'friends' with people multiple times my own age, but making friends with people my own age is just difficult.

I'm also worried about the people I love dying because about 6 years ago, a close family member died. I also saw a post here that said you'd treat people better if you pretended everyone was going to die at midnight, and now sometimes I still can't shake the feeling that it might actually happen. I do try to be nice to everyone.

My sister says I'm too trusting of people, and I'm also too optimistic. Anxiety and optimism isn't the best combination haha.

My parents are nice, but they don't really understand all this stuff and everything I'm going through. For example, I told one of them I had anxiety and was believed! And then I told the other (yes, this is the parent who I've been griping about through the whole thing, the very same), but was told "no you don't have anxiety because other people get more worried than you". HGJK BVNKM SO FRUSTRATINGGG!!!

Also I'm half-convinced that parent (yes, that one) actually dislikes me?? :( The parent in question says parent wants what's best for me and stuff but I don't know...

Also the pandemic has taken a large toll on my mental health. Also the Roe v. Wade being killed thing. Also the midterm elections. Also climate change. Also capitalism. Also college stuff. Also being a human. I wish I was a jellyfish. Immortal jellies are really cool. Also Portuguese man-of-wars are cool. Also Sailor-by-the-seas. Jellyfish salad is pretty tasty though.

Sometimes I just wish the earth would swallow everyone else up and I'd be alone with the animals and Earth could start anew.

I wish life wasn't so complicated.

Also I got a therapist recently, she's helping a bit. She told me I have anxiety (not a surprise). She said I may also have ADHD too (also not a surprise).

Anyway, if you read the whole thing, have a nice day!!! Even if you didn't, you can have this ->❤<-

~ (:)Anon(:)

[twomoonstwosuns]

the best day

pairing: single dad!poe x daughter

warnings: briefest mention of sex, mention of minor bullying

word count: 1.5k

inspired by: ‘the best day’ - taylor swift 

a/n: i had this in my head for awhile, i hope you enjoy! if you’d like to be added to my permanent tag list and be tagged in anything i post, please let me know! if i tagged you and you’d like to be removed let me know too!

The sound of the front door slamming shut caught Poe’s attention from the kitchen followed by heavy footsteps going straight up the staircase. He had decided to leave work early and surprise his daughter by being home when she got home from school and was making her an afternoon snack. A second door slamming shut made him furrow his brow and he put down the knife he was using to cut up an apple to go upstairs and investigate. 

“Hon?” He knocked softly but only heard silence on the other side of the door. He knocked again before opening. “Hey, I’ve got some apples cut up if you want—“

She sat at her desk, head on top of her arms and her shoulders shaking. The breath she took in shook with sadness. Poe frowned and walked over slowly, not wanting to frighten her. 

“Hey…” He put his hand on her back and rubbed it gently. “What’s going on?”

All she could do was cry, the sound breaking his heart right in two. He kneeled down next to her so he was eye level and she immediately threw her arms around his neck, crying softly into his shoulder. Poe hugged her tightly, cupping the back of her head and kissing the side of it. She didn’t say anything and he didn’t push her to. He just let her cry. 

Her tears slowed and her cries grew quieter until the only noise that came from her was sniffles. 

“Are you hurt?” He asked quietly and she shook her head, a quiet sigh of relief escaping his lips. “Do you want to talk about it?”

She took a shaky breath in and it caught.

“I…I d-don’t—“

He shook his head and kissed her cheek. “You don’t have to if you’re not ready.”

She nodded and hugged him tighter. Poe held onto her as she continued to calm down. He moved back and cupped her cheeks, thumbs wiping the leftover tears away. 

“Come with me.”

He stood up and headed out of her room with her right behind him. She followed him downstairs and he told her to wait in the foyer while he put the apples in the fridge and grabbed his keys. They went out to the car and she got in the front seat. 

“Where are we going?” Her voice was hoarse from crying. Poe started the car and looked over at her with a soft smile. 

“I don’t know. I guess we’ll see.”

Poe set out on the road, her favorite top 40 radio station filling the silence at a low volume. He looked over at her occasionally, her head not moving from its place against the window as she watched the trees and houses pass by. The tears hadn’t returned but she still looked down. 

Being a single dad was tough. Poe had to be both mom and dad, which was admittedly easier when she was younger. Left at his doorstep by an ex-girlfriend at just a couple months old with a note tucked into her car seat, Poe thought he had done a pretty good job raising her without a mother. She was kind, polite, and the two of them were thick as thieves. But there were times when Poe felt the pressures of raising a girl, now a teenager, alone. 

He was lucky to have such strong women in his life to be there for his daughter and so grateful to have them step in and help him, especially when she started asking about boys and when her time of the month first came around. Poe was good at a lot of things, but that was way out of his comfort zone. 

He was so proud of the woman his daughter was becoming, but he’d be a fool to hide the fact that he was terrified about her teenage years and all the firsts that came with it — her first kiss, her first heartbreak and, god forbid, her first time. He found himself wishing a lot of the time that he she would just stay little forever. 

Poe finally stopped the car about an hour later and she looked around, not recognizing where they were. Small shops lined the street on either side, big windows with their big colorful displays catching people’s attentions. 

“Dad, where are we?” She asked as she got out of the car. He looked around for some kind of sign and shrugged. 

“Ummm, I’m not really sure. I just kind of drove. Let’s walk around and find out.”

He walked up to the sidewalk and looked back when he saw she wasn’t following him. He gave her a humored smile.

“Come on.”

She looked at him skeptically and caught up with him. They walked by a few stores, taking a minute to look at the items in the window but not going inside. She didn’t seem all that interested, but Poe was hoping there would be something here that would make her forget whatever it was that was troubling her. It wasn’t until they got to the other side of the road that she finally spoke. 

“I heard my friends talking about me behind my back.” Poe looked at her and she looked down and played with the sleeve of her hoodie. 

“They hurt your feelings.”

She nodded and swallowed hard to keep herself from crying again. Poe put his arm around her shoulder.

“Girls are….young teenage girls especially….” He was at a loss. He had never personally dealt with any kind of girl drama before, so he really had no idea why her friends would do that and what to say to make her feel better. 

“In my opinion, because I have no knowledge of how teenage girls operate…I think if you talk about someone behind their back, you’re insecure or jealous. Maybe even a little bit cowardly…because they can’t say it to your face.”

She nodded slowly and sighed. “I don’t like some of the same thing they do.”

“There’s nothing wrong that.”

“I think they think I’m…uncool or something. I don’t know.”

“Sweetheart…” Poe stopped walking and she looked up at him. “You are your own person. If there’s something you don’t like, big or small…you shouldn’t pretend to just because you think it’ll keep them around. I hate pickles with a passion and your Aunt Rey and Aunt Leia don’t understand why…but they don’t think I’m any less cool.”

She bit back a smile. “That’s…not exactly the same thing, dad.”

He shrugged and smiled softly. “My point is…don’t change yourself for anyone and don’t sacrifice your comfort and happiness just to please someone else.”

She knew he was right, he always was…but she couldn’t take him to school with her the next day to help her when she came face-to-face with them. How many more of her friends talked about her behind her back? Who would she talk to? And how long would she feel hurt by this? The questions swirled around in her head. The sadness she had felt earlier had been replaced by anxiety. Poe squeezed her shoulder as if he could sense it and she gave him the smallest of smiles. 

She stayed silent and he kept his arm around her as he started walking again. They came across a store that had a shirt she liked in the window and she stopped to look at it. 

“Want to go in?” Poe asked. She bit her lip.

“Can we?”

He nodded and gestured towards the door, allowing her to lead the way. She walked inside and looked back at him.

“You know, I hate pickles too.”

“They’re the worst.” She nodded in agreement and let out a giggle and he smiled at the sight of a smile on her face. 

They spent hours walking around and Poe let her go to every store she wanted to go to. They talked about everything not related to school until she completely forgot about them and laughed and smiled harder than she thought she could muster up after what had happened at school earlier. She found some clothes that she really liked and Poe bought them for her before stopping for ice cream. They each chose a flavor and gave half of their ice cream to the other, a little tradition they had started a few years prior. 

The drive home was happier. Her phone was hooked up to the car’s bluetooth and played her favorite songs, most of which Poe had never even heard of. She sang along, Poe looking at her when questionable lyrics came up. All she did was shrug and sing louder. He eventually turned the music to his favorite classic rock station, to which she laughed as she protested, and then it was Poe’s turn to sing loudly at the top of his lungs. He smiled widely when she started singing along with him, all the bad parts of the day completely forgotten. 

What was a bad day quickly became one of the best days she’d had in a long while, and she had her dad to thank for that. She knew she always would.

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[a-student-out-of-time]

After...

*Tuesday, March 14th, 2017, Jabberwock Island, Morning*

We’re all gathered here today to honor the memory of a dear friend. Someone who, in two different lives, helped shape our lives for the better.

Chiaki was...well, I think it goes without saying that she was a kind soul. And no matter what happened, even when she knew it would cost her, she always believed in us. She always tried to keep us together.

Her nobility truly did always shine through.

Y’can say that again, hehe.

Wasn’t I the one supposed to be giving a speech?

Well, it’s obvious how you felt about her.

And...I know how much I could apologize to her.

Hey, let’s not make this a pity party, alright?

I’m sure she wouldn’t want that. She’d want us to keep moving forward.

I’ll drink to that.

HAHAHAHA! I’M RIGHT THERE WITH YOU!!!

*Akane, still skinny and sitting in a wheelchair, raises a glass* Yeah, hehe!

Indeed. May she await us all in the Next Realm.

My friends! I hope you’re all ready for a feast!

*Teruteru brings out a huge assortment of dishes as the group carry on with their festivities through the rest of the morning*

She was always good at that game, huh?

Yeah. Hey, Teruteru, you remember that time she sent you flying with one punch?

How could I possibly forget?

Yeah, hehehe! Good times.

But...I’m sorry for spiking the food that time. That was really shitty of me.

Hey, it’s past and gone, right? No hard feelings.

But that reminds me, I need to take the roast out of the oven.

*Teruteru heads back to the kitchen, past Hajime and Mahiru*

So, what do you think?

You did an amazing job with all this.

Hehe, I’d hope so.

…Hajime? Can I ask you something?

Sure, anything.

*She hugs him* I love you. I just want you to know that.

That’s not a question, I love you too.

I know, it’s just...you’re happy with me, Mikan, Hiyoko and Sonia, right?

Without a doubt, I promise.

…All this has just got me thinking, if we could go back and save her. If we could change everything-

No...never mind, it’s stupid.

Hey, c’mon, don’t talk like that. It’s not stupid.

I promise you, I get it. I’ve...had a lot of sleepless nights thinking how I could’ve saved her.

Same with me and Honami...if we’d just talked things you with Natsumi-chan...

If I may? That’s already very dubious.

Huh? P-Peko-chan?

The Young Mis- Natsumi-san, while she was like family to me...she wasn’t prone to listening to others. I’ve just been...thinking back on her, after all this.

But I too wish we could’ve done something...

However...it seems the only way is forward.

Yeah...

I know...

What if we named the kids after them?

Huh?!

D-Don’t...Don’t just spring that one me, please...

*He leans over and kisses her* I know, just thinking aloud. 

Yeah...y’know, maybe we sh-

*The kitchen door flies open*

UMMM! E-Everyone!

Teruteru? What’s wrong?

Crap, is the oven busted? I swear I fixed that-

No, nonononono! This is so much more important!

Celine Dione! There’s a boat on the way here! I saw it!

*Fuyuhiko stands up* Any idea who it is? Any logos or anything?

No, b-b-but...it might be them.

Why can’t they just leave us alone?!

Alright...let’s see what they have to say. If they want a fight, I’m prepared.

Guys! There’s a ship on its way to-

Oh, I guess you already know. Haha...

Nagito, did you see anything?

Well, from the look of it, it’s not a Future Foundation vessel. I couldn’t read the characters, but it’s definitely not theirs.

It’s not Future Foundation...?

I hope this isn’t a lost ship in the middle of nowhere...

Alright, hey, let’s all just say calm. No idea who this is or why they’re here, so there’s room to be hopeful.

But let’s be ready for anything.

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*Hajime, Fuyuhiko, Nekomaru and Sonia head to the north beach, where the ship drops anchor. The ship in question is a fairly moderately-sized repurposed JSDF craft*

*A ramp drops from the side and lands just shy of the sand, splashing in the calm waves. A pair of figures steps out into the sun*

Who’re you and what are you doing out in the middle of nowhere?

We’re not here to cause you guys any problems, I swear.

Indeed. My name is Mekaru Rei, I’m a member of the Kisaragi Foundation. I need to speak with whomever is in charge.

Mekaru...? Weren’t you part of Class 79 in Hope’s Peak?

For a time, yes.

And you are?

Hinata Hajime. I...guess I’m kinda the leader around here.

So, we did find the right place then.

I take it you all are the former Remnants of Despair?

That was a LOOONG time ago! If you’re here to arrest us or-

As I said, that’s not why we’re here, I swear!

Then what purpose do you have here?

An old classmate of yours needs your help.

Hayase Umeko of Class 75.

Huh?!

Hayase-senpai?! But...she has been missing for years now...

Just as she intended. She’s come out of hiding and she needs your help with her latest project.

Don’t mean to sound rude, Mekaru, by why the hell should we trust you? For all we know, Hayase’s dead.

You got her on that boat?

I would’ve liked to bring her, but...she’s not well enough to travel.

Oh yeah, sure. Like we oughta just buy that.

Hey, don’t get so hostile! For the record, I came off this boat without my gun because she asked us to trust you!

“Don’t be hosti-” Do you have any fuckin’ clue how many fuckers out there want us dead?! Why should we believe a damn thing you say?!

Fuyuhiko, please!

Maki-san, don’t antagonize them. They have every reason to be cautious. In their position, I’d be thinking the same thing.

But...would you perhaps be willing to send one of your own aboard? In exchange, Maki-san will stay here.

If you’ll allow us a chance to explain, I swear to you it’ll all make sense.

...

Alright, I’ll go.

Hajime...

They want us to trust them? Alright, then I’ll trust them. Besides, if they try anything, we can handle it, right?

Indeed.

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*Hajime heads into the ship, which is fairly decked out in terms of computers and full of crisscrossing wires*

Nice place you got here.

We didn’t have many options. This mission is off the record.

Ah, Director Mekaru.

And Hinata Hajime, I presume? I’m Yamaguchi Midori, a member of the Kisaragi Foundation’s Intelligence Division.

Nice to meet you, Yamaguchi-san.

Now can someone please explain to me what the hell is going on?

Are you in touch with her?

Yeah, she just got in, but...a-are you sure about this?

You guys have been here five minutes and haven’t tried to kill us. That already makes you okay in my book.

???: I knew I made the right choice!

Huh?

She’s on the other end.

*Midori hands her laptop to Hajime, where a familiar face is on the other side*

Are...Are you Hayase Umeko?

Umeko: Yep! I know we never met before, but I know your friends. It’s been a couple years, and I know I look different, but I promise it’s me. I’ll answer all the questions you guys have.

Well...It’s nice to meet you then, Hayase-san.

Umeko: You too! The red eye’s pretty cool.

Uhh, less said about that, the better.

I guess my first question is...where are you? You went missing for years and everybody thought were dead.

Umeko: …I’ve been working. Way underground, away from all this. I had to make sure the world had no idea where I was, because what I found is...Hinata-san, you’re gonna think I’m making this up, but I promise you, I’m 100% serious.

What...What is it?

Umeko: I’ve found a way to undo all this. Not just fix it, but make it so it never happened.

What, like time travel?

Umeko: Yep!

…You...You’re serious?

We were skeptical at first too.

I know it might sound absurd, but I swear, this is real.

Umeko: It is. It’s taken me years of trial and error, a few lucky breaks and help from a few extra developments during all this. But it worked. I’ve finally made something that actually works and works consistently. But it needs one more piece for it.

Me, right?

Umeko: Yep. And I need you guys to get here in the next few days. I...don’t know how much time I have. Still, if you don’t believe me yet, I’ll talk to the others as much as they want.

…

How far are you?

Umeko: We’ve set up shop in Southern Kyushu. That’s about 8 days of non-stop travel from Jabberwock. I think that’s enough time.

Alright. I’ll talk with them too.

Umeko: Thank you so much.

I do have one more question though, for all of you. We’re out in the middle of nowhere, and most people without maps can’t find us. Not to mention how many storms happen between here and Japan. So...how’d you find us?

*A pair of footsteps echoes from up a hall*

Huh?

Basically, we had luck on our side.

Funny how that works, huh?

[shoichee]

Since requests are open- can I please get a Murasakibara hc/fic (whatever works best for you babes!) with a shy and introverted S/O? Maybe a cute date that they do together? Thank you so much bubs ily 🥺🥺

Consider me your new friend in this lowkey dead fandom 🥺💖💖💖

hi!! let’s be friends together in this ghost town together HFUWHEIGJS thank you so much for requesting <33

Sweet Sample

Murasakibara x Reader

Word Count: 2019

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How did you get yourself here?

You remembered being dragged around by Himuro in a blur of houses until you both, before you knew it, stood before his house that reeked “high class.” Before you can muster up any form of complaint that you (sort of) thought up of when you were dragged, Himuro ushers you in hurriedly. Even when he was in a rush, his movements were elegant and fluid.

“... a-ah, Himuro-san?” was all you muttered, but you only got a closed click of his bulky front door as a reply. You turned around to face a nonchalant ravenette shedding off his outer coats before he hung them on the racks next to you.

Too nonchalant, in fact.

You weren’t that close to him enough to warrant a casual visit to his home, nor did you have any reason to come here in the first place. Yet, Himuro looked as if you two had plans for the evening but that you somehow forgot that you had an arrangement with him in the first place. Plus, and probably the most crucial part that made this entire ordeal awkward to you, was that you’re dating Murasakibara. Anyone with common sense can see countless implications when someone is alone in someone else’s house, let alone dragged into one.

“U-um…”

“(Y/n)-san,” he smoothly interjects, nodding his chin to the racks to indicate for you to take off your outer layers as well. “If I may ask you something.” You only nodded in meekness as you tapped your left feet behind your right leg, a nervous tick you’ve always had since middle school.

“Have you ever gone on a date with Atsushi before?”

“E-eh?” You shot your head up to meet his accessing eyes, which, you noted, were filled with utter amusement dancing behind his pupils. “Well… we were planning to go out tomorrow on Saturday.”

“Is that so?” Himuro said, tilting his head, his bangs following the motion. He suddenly shot his head up as he made a sound, indicating that he remembered something.

“Ah, how rude of me—we’re still here at the doorway. Feel free to make yourself at home here. There’s some snacks on the table if you’re hungry, (y/n)-san.” Himuro gently guides you to the dining room, but all you could do was stiffly plop onto one of the seats at the edge of the polished table.

“Why are we… um, here? Where’s Atsushi?” you finally mustered up the courage to speak out the most important questions prevalent in your mind.

“Don’t worry about Atsushi,” he reassured. “I simply told him that there were several local food festivals near Akita and that you were there too.”

“B-but I’m not though—”

“That’s the point,” he sighed. “I needed to talk to you, and I know you don’t talk about your relationship out in the open, so that’s why we’re here.”

“That’s…” … so many leaps of logic.

Leave it to Himuro Tatsuya for his outrageousness sometimes.

“Er, what is it you need from me, Himuro-san?”

“Just wanted to check up on you guys since it’s been almost a month since you guys became an item.” Himuro pushes the bowl of snacks from the center of the table to within hand’s reach. You note the tacky colors of the packaging of umaibo sticks, Murasakibara’s favorite, and you let out a tiny smile. Typical.

Himuro doesn’t fail to catch your change in facial expression. “I guess from that face you’re making, it looks like everything’s going well. I guess I didn’t have to worry so much after all.”

“Wh-what?” you said, breaking out of your short daydreaming. “How s-so?”

“You know how Atsushi is,” he sighed. “He’s not honest with himself and he’s not the best at talking, and personality types like yours would normally annoy him, let alone actually getting him to listen to them seriously.”

“Well, lately he’s been considerate of me,” you bashfully said, averting your eyes. “We can just, um, understand each other without talking much… but thank you for looking out for us both.”

“You said you were going on a date tomorrow? Where to, if I may ask?”

“D-d-date…” you turned cherry-red at the thought of hanging out with your boyfriend outside of a school setting for the first time. “Well, um, nothing big… we’re just um…” You paused.

“(Y/n)-san?”

“Um… going to all the local groceries and supermarkets for f-free samples.” Himuro, who had been patiently waiting for your answer with his head on his propped arm on the table, doubles over in surprise.

“Seriously? You’re not going to a café or walk around in the shopping district? Not even a park?”

“W-waahh!” You firmly shook your head “no” repeatedly as you brought up your hands to wave side to side to emphasize your point in front of Himuro. “N-no way!—there’s too many people there that are always staring because of Atsushi’s height, so…”

“Ah.”

“Besides,” you started. “He finds it annoying to deal with people too, and he wants free food, so I feel like… he’d be happy if we go for these samples tomorrow… there’s less people overall, too.”

“Let me guess,” Himuro slightly smirks. “You’re going tomorrow with super casual clothes.”

“Y-yeah, um, is there something wrong?—um, Himuro, you have a… very scary look… socanipleaseleavenow?—WAH!”

———

How did you get yourself here?

You were all dolled up and dressed up today as per Himuro’s insistence.

Yesterday evening, he dragged you again out of his house to do literal last-minute shopping for your date. You kept telling him that it wasn’t such a big deal, but you couldn’t fight back against the mischievous glint he had in his eyes. You knew that he wanted Murasakibara to have a reaction when he sees you, and deep down, you were giddy at the thought of seeing Murasakibara in your new clothes too.

But still, that cunning bastard.

As soon as the two of you returned back to his house with the bag of the purchases, Himuro swiftly pushed you to the bushes in an attempt to hide you when he saw Murasakibara stomping his way.

“Muro-chin! Chibi-chin wasn’t there at all!” he huffed.

“Ah, but I thought I saw her,” Himuro feigned, tapping a finger to his chin. “I think she probably went home, after all.”

“Tch.”

After that ordeal, Himuro finally insisted to walk you safely home and MILDLY threatened you to wear the hand-picked clothes for tomorrow. You didn’t have the voice to object at all this entire evening, but you knew Himuro only wanted the best for you.

You sighed as you tried to smooth out nonexistent wrinkles for the seventh time out of nervousness. You’re just going to some supermarkets, right? There’s nothing to be scared of. Not at all. You shop for groceries every week, so it’s not like you’re going on this date completely blind.

You fiddled with the strands of your hair, twisting and pulling it down to busy your hands. You probably ruined the hairdo you painstakingly spent an hour on, and your nervous sweating probably completely drenched you like a soaked rat. That’s what you imagined anyways.

“Chibi-chin?” At the sound of his lazy voice, you whirled around to see a cozily-dressed giant of your boyfriend. But you immediately stopped in your tracks out of self-consciousness when you saw how Murasakibara’s eyes widened completely at the sight of you. Both of you looked like deer caught in headlights. “... what are you wearing?”

“U-ummm…” you stammered. “Uh, um, we’re… on a date, r-right?!”

“Hnn,” was all he said, but from the way he pouted his lips and flickered his gaze from your figure to the side constantly, you knew he liked what he saw. His hands were jammed into his pockets, and he just stood there dumbly like a street pole while his eyes kept stealing glances at you.

This was so embarrassing, you were going to die from all the flush in your face from the curious glances from bypassers and the shy stares from Murasakibara. All you could do was stare at the floor, hoping you could disappear and teleport back to your house to change.

“Ah!...” You felt a heavy weight draped over your back as a shadow loomed over. You looked up to see Murasakibara, frowning with equally red cheeks. You turned to look at what was on your shoulders. “Is that… your jacket, Atsushi? D-did you not lik—”

He doesn’t give you time to finish because he’s tugging you along with his ginormous hand, while you were tailing behind, careful not to trip on your new shoes and not to let his jacket fall off of your body.

“... I don’t like it when other people see you like this.” You can only imagine the most adorable pout he had on his face based on the sulkiness you heard from his voice when you stare at his back.

“D-do you want me to dress like this again?”

“Hnn.”

You knew that he meant, “yes, but only for me.”

———

“Atsushi,” you tugged on his sleeve, pointing to a sample stand. “They’re giving away red-bean mochi…”

“Okay~” he drawled, always making sure that your hand was linked with his as he tugs you closer to the food.

Honestly, while your attire with Murasakibara’s absurdly huge jacket attracted way more attention than if you just took off his jacket in the first place, you felt like you were protected in a haven. You don’t know if it’s because of the oversized coziness or his scent, but all you know is that you don’t feel as overwhelmed as you normally do when you’re in large crowds. Still, Murasakibara does most of the talking for you.

“Would you like to try a sample?”

“Yup… one for Chibi-chin too.”

“Wow~ you two are a couple? You guys look so sweet together!”

“A-ah, um,” you timidly spoke out. “Th-thank yo—wha?!” Murasakibara was already tugging you away, with his other hand holding both of your samples.

“You don’t have to talk if it’s bothersome.” He looks over his back to you. “Let’s eat here.”

“Thank you, Atsushi,” you said, gently smiling at his roundabout kindness. “I’ll take this mochi.”

A giant kid and a kid half his size eating powdered flour desserts in the corner of a supermarket doesn’t sound remotely romantic on paper, but for you, it was more than enough to give you fuzzy butterflies.

“Oh, Chibi-chin,” Murasakibara called out to you. He leans down to the level of your face.

“A-ah, wh-what is it—?”

He gives you a gentle kiss before he licks off the white flour besides your open lips, all while maintaining eye contact. It only takes a few seconds for the entire moment to register in your head.

“Wh-wh-wha-what are you doing?!”

You push at his cheeks and softly beat at his chest in embarrassment in a poor attempt to gain physical distance, and Murasakibara happily smirks at your feeble efforts.

“I kissed you, obviously.”

“Sh-shhhhhh! Not so loud!” You try to muffle his mouth, but you only feel his lips curve into a wider smile at your flustering. He easily swats your hands away before he gently grips them together with his own.

“Chibi-chin, that’s so cute,” he said, with full intentions to get you embarrassed even more as he stares intently at your face.

“C-can you not?” was all you dumbly said as you tried to look anywhere but his face. As cute as you were, Murasakibara wanted your eyes on him at all times. So what does he do? He pecks your lips again.

“H-hey!! What did I just… say… um…” You hastily looked around your surroundings again.

“No one’s looking though.”

“That… that doesn’t mean you should do it out of nowhere!”

“But you’re the best free sample I’ve ever tasted.”

“Wh-wh-wh-what?!”

Murasakibara might’ve hated people like you in the past, but now, he finds utter joy in getting you absolutely flustered because of him, and him only. He can’t help that you’re too sweet for him to resist, after all.

[tosikoarts]

SFW Alphabet | Kadokura Toshiyuki

There he is, the tanuki man! Ask box is now OPEN. You can check tosikowrites tag for more. Warning: there’s a lot under the cut.

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

 Thanks to the omnipresent influence of bad luck, Kadokura has little experience when it comes to love life (yes, we don’t count a marriage which was a complete failure, okay, his wife and daughter ran off), courtship, and romance in general. Those relationships he was involved in never grew in anything serious, and he was often left with nothing but a broken heart so, obviously, when Kadokura starts to notice a flaring interest in anyone, he is confused.

First, what? Second, why? Could it happen in a more convenient time, not when he is hunted by a rabid Superior Private and, potentially, by a dozen more dangerous personalities in Hokkaido? Despite being a complete wreck, Kadokura tries to play it cool. He acts just as unperturbed as always, does not go out of his way to impress his untimely crush because what if they don’t like him at all? Worse! What if they are disgusted with him or something?

Thus the only affection they can expect are endless entertaining conversations, - Kadokura knows a ton of fables and his heart skips a bit when they laugh at yet another story, - and help whenever they may need it. In fact, he is just scared to death that his “luck” will affect them too. Moreover, if it happens, he won’t be able to protect them or play a knight in shining armor since he isn’t that personable, formidable, strong…

Kadokura is a king of pinning and self-doubt so, you know, the only way this relationship can progress anywhere is if his crush takes the initiative. Takes him by the hand, makes some compliments, shows that they care and are interested. The best option would be to just tell him directly what a dumb dummy he is that he can’t notice their green lights.

After that everything becomes much easier: Kadokura slowly steps up his dating game! Sure, it’s a long time from “Wow, your eyelashes are so long. Like cow’s eyelashes” to “Moon is beautiful, isn’t it?” (Note: check out Natsume Soseki to understand the context!) and from chilling by the fire to sitting on the porch of own house but trust the process.

Mostly relies on the way his partner shows their affection and adjusts to them. If they are more about verbal affection, he will put all his efforts into becoming smooth talker, if they are a more physical person, Kadokura will hold them by the hand and hug the shit out of them. Simple as that.

 B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

 The start of this friendship is unpredictable. They had to meet either before Kadokura started to work as a jailor (or they had to be imprisoned in Abashiri lol) or after he joined Hijikata Toshizou. Both options come down to Kadokura getting into some kind of trouble like make another lunatic mad at him and his future best friend, or simply bumping into them on the street, scattering all of the goods they just bought on the road. Kadokura gets under the horse's hooves in an attempt to collect them. Now he needs medical help. Please, help this poor man.

Never initiates anything but if you offer to hang out Kadokura will be down. Again, hanging out with him is a double-edged sword: you may end up in the maelstrom of events that will leave you with a shit ton of crazy stories for grandkids or you may fall onto the ground and lie like a stone telling each other the dumbest puns. Both are good, in my opinion, just be aware of the possibilities.

There are moments when he can't stop complaining about life. Usually, it happens over a shot of sake when Kadokura’s cheeks crimson, long sighs substitute commas in between of lamentations, and the atmosphere becomes more intimate. The prisoners are, of course, very attentive listeners, but you will not get any emotional feedback from them. With freshly made best friend, Kadokura tends to overshare and then profusely apologize for that.

Just like with Hijikata Toshizou, he will stick his neck out for them but won’t expect the same in return. To the point where if he was forced to choose between saving either Hijikata or his best friend, Kadokura will have to commit die instead.

 C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Enjoys being cuddled more than he originally thought. For the first time in a while, his palms are sweating, butterflies are swarming in the stomach, so gentle touch feels almost dazing: Kadokura may even flinch in surprise when they start nuzzling on his shoulder like a cat. Later he finally convinces himself to ease off enough to pull them into an unescapable hug, fall together on the ground and fool around or pull them on his lap and plant few kisses on their cute nose. Doesn’t like spooning because every time he is big spoon three is no way he can keep hands to himself. The temptation is too great, and Kadokura doesn’t even try to resist it.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Why this question?. Who even dreams of a nasty cozy home? Of the disgusting overwhelming feeling of safety with the love of one’s life? Waking up and falling asleep together, sharing all good and bad from day to day? HORRIBLETERRIBLEAWFUL sign Kadokura up. Of course, he wants to settle down. The desire to have a family nest has been growing in his heart for years but until now there was no person to share this dream with. He brings up the idea of living together as soon as it seems more or less appropriate and flies over the moon (at the speed of light) when his partner supports it. Good at cooking but sucks at cleaning.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Classical breakup with “It’s not you, it’s me” line in it. Kadokura will not break up with his partner until all possible methods of saving relationships have been tried out: this is one of the most difficult decisions in his life ever and fucking up something that can be saved would be idiotic. He has doubts until the last second of course. Scratching the back of his head awkwardly and dejectedly avoiding their gaze, Kadokura tries to get to the point but his speech is interrupted by endless ummms and ughs. In the end, he feels as awful as they do, guilty and somewhat ashamed, so after making sure they are not going to do anything stupid, Kadokura flees.

There is not a lot to say besides that Kadokura clearly understands how hard it is to be left (and usually that’s how breakup feels like you were left on the side of the road) so he tries to be delicate. Checks up on them from time to time by sending long letters with detailed descriptions of his misadventures.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

He is no longer at an age when postponing a wedding is almost a matter of course but, at the same time, Kadokura is held back by the fear that this marriage will end like a previous one. Is he legally divorced at all?... Anyway, Kadokura is torn between proposing on the first anniversary and waiting an unknown amount of time until they bring up this question. Dreams of a small wedding with one or two guests from both sides so they are not obligated to be too serious and constrained with traditions. Kirawus has to be one of the guests, he cries at the sight of happy butthole peeker Kadokura.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Ayyy, he is the type of man who lets his hand go numb but won’t move it to not disturb his loved one’s sleep. Kadokura is way more gentle than any of the ex-soldiers, both physically and emotionally but his attempts to show it often come off as kind of awkward and malapropos. Do not let it upset you: Kadokura is a master in turning everything into a good joke and laughing at small inconveniences. He is the one to apologize first after the big argument, the one to offer a big hug after a bad day, the one to sit beside and listen to the emotional rent without giving even one unnecessary comment.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Whenever his loved one wants, Kadokura will be there with arms outstretched to the sides, ready to give them the tightest hugs. He likes to gently rub their back at the same time or nuzzle against their neck but is hesitant if there are any onlookers.

In family life, he has no problem with randomly running up to his loved one for a hug. Really, Kadokura is a sucker for unexpected back hugs where he can put hands on the partner’s waist and press them into his body, deliberately distracting them from housework.

You can easily tell Kadokura is having a rough day when he slips from usually coveted embraces: it is an unconscious trick to fish out a double portion of physical affection from his loved one.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Pretty fast compared to others. Half of the year, maybe? It has to be obvious you love a person by that time or so Kadokura thinks. He is not afraid to be misunderstood since by the time confession is ready to slip from his tongue, Kadokura already has planned a whole paragraph ahead of all questions: if they are not ready to say it back that’s fine, if they don’t feel the same right now or in general that’s fine if they need space to think about that’s fine. Everything is fine with Kadokura, he just wants to convey the idea that they are irreplaceable and make him feel like no one did before.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

A definition of confusion in all scenarios since he can’t clearly understand his own emotions. Is it a disappointment? If it is anger, it’s greatly diminished by a feeling of worthlessness. If they are being hit on, Kadokura sees himself as a rather weak opponent but picks himself up and stands next to a partner, gently taking them by the hand, and asks them if everything is alright. If the rival is excessively pushy, Kadokura will let out a heavy sigh before getting into a fight because no way he will let any bastard hurt his loved one. Needs to be patched up after the fight. Can’t stop smiling like a fool when they wipe the blood abundantly oozing from a broken nose. It’s good for his ego.

If they decided to flirt with anyone, Kadokura chokes on his own saliva. Like. What. This is so humiliating. He wants the ground open to swallow him up, along with all his stupid feelings for them, which, apparently, mean nothing. Needs a lot of space to cool down and has a hard time confronting them about the situation. Kadokura is more comfortable with repressing this unpleasant memory than sorting things out.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

With Kadokura every kiss is just like the first one in the best sense of the word: his kisses are gentle, warm, not too sloppy, not too dry, not priestly prude, and not teenagerly aggressive. Although he has a funny (or annoying, it is not for everyone) habit: sometimes he decides to smooch them in the middle of talking just because. If they scold him for that he just laughs it off and plants a hundred more kisses on their poppy-red face.

Loves to kiss his partner on temples and lips but, honestly, as long as it’s them Kadokura will kiss them whenever, from the top of the head to the tip of their pinky toes, literally. Prefers to be kissed on the lips too but also on the neck, chest, and belly.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

First of all, Kadokura loves children with his whole heart. Second of all, kids love Kadokura like no other babysitter. Put them together in one room and watch them vibe. Honestly, he is naturally good around little ones, it looks like he was born with a talent to keep up with those fidgets. If his child is struggling with any school subject, Kadokura will spend the evening with them, helping them to understand a difficult concept. Even if he doesn’t understand it himself, nothing can stop Kadokura from dive into books, teach himself, and then explain learned stuff to kids. Absolutely amusing when he babytalks. Wants three or four children but still has a fear of being a bad father (unreasonably!).

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Lazy as mornings can be. No one hurries to jump out of the bed to get down to business, and the house stays silent until late noon. After waking up, Kadokura languidly sits up in the sheets, yawns, and curls up back to his partner, spending another few hours snoozing in their warmth.

Eh, it feels like Kadokura is the type of person that is awfully quiet in the morning. It is easier for him to convey his thought with gestures than to start moving his tongue. Well, except when it comes to kisses. He doesn't mind spending some energy on that.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Nights are calm and cozy. They are pretty much normal, usually spent at home since it is nearly impossible to drag Kadokura anywhere after 6 p.m. On especially good days, he can surprise his partner with simple but delicious food: unusual gourmet dishes of the Michelin 3-star restaurant level aren’t his forte but miso soup made with unconditional love is definitely his signature dish.

Fond of playing games with his loved one despite losing 9 times out of 10. They have lost more than five dices already but Kadokura keeps buying new sets, of higher quality and higher price. After the game is finished, Kadokura or his partner thinks up a challenge for the loser like cook for a week or call the winner one specific word for a day so they can have more fun.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

 They have to become his friend before Kadokura starts to reveal more info than the one that is known to everyone in the area. By the way, a good indicator of closeness is the ability to laugh together: look at his relationship with Kirawus, that is just the right level to open up. Takes things slowly, expects another person to share as much as he does. Kadokura is very particular when it comes to the innermost and knows how to keep secrets, so he makes it clear from the very beginning it’s okay to speak their mind, ask for advice, etc. As stated before, tends to overshare after having too much sake.

 P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

The patient isn’t the right word, resigned is. There is nothing in this world that can surprise him: Kadokura had to deal with the most terrible scumbags imaginable, serve as bait for a killer (and face another person who wanted his death even more than the aforementioned killer!), freeze his ass off while standing on the thin ice with a knife between his rimed buttocks. Like, the peak of life’s evil tomfoolery is reached. Kadokura is prepared to face anything and everything and is relieved every time it’s not a near-death experience or bloodthirsty wild animal.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

It depends on how stars align on each separate day. Today he remembers 99,9% of what his loved one said and the next day not a single word reaches his brain cells. Kadokura is way more focused on feelings and emotions he experiences together with his partner so it is not uncommon for him to remember they were uncontrollably laughing but were cold than that they fell in the river because he was rocking the boat. It works the same with negative emotions: Kadokura somehow feels he should lock the dog even though he has no clear memory that his loved one is afraid of them. Why did I do it? I don’t know, gut’s feeling.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

A first kiss for sure! After a long lull in personal life, the first kiss with a new person awakens a whole storm of emotions in him. Kadokura feels like he is eighteen again, he just crossed the doorstep of adulthood and discovered the delight of the first relationship. This joy is enough to take away his speech for a minute: months later this moment makes him wince in disbelief of how silly he must have looked with eyes wide-opened and jaw hanging low. After that, he still had the courage to ask “oh so does it mean we are the thing now? Like the real thing?”. No, Kadokura spent the next week wondering if this was a feverish dream despite given a positive answer.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Do you want to live? Run then! Use the Joseph Joestar’s famous plan and strategically retreat because his brain needs some time to come up with a plan. Kadokura obviously wants to keep his loved one safe and sound, who doesn’t, but it is not that easy. He gives them a gun or knife to protect themself in the moment of danger since, chances are, Kadokura himself will be in even deeper troubles, millimeters away from swiftly bayonet sending him straight to heaven.

Relies mostly on keeping them as far from the battle scene as possible. Even if they handle a gun better than he does, Kadokura actively protests in every possible way and convinces them to stay somewhere safe: he knows for sure if they get injured, he will be the one to blame, and if something irreversible happens, he won’t be live on without a heavy burden of guilt.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Despite the lack of ample opportunities to show his love inexpensive or exquisite ways, Kadokura tries his best to impress his loved one. He is ready to change himself and change his life as well to be worthy of their company. A little more effort to get out of bed and shave this mess off the neck, even more effort to buy a new suit for their dinner date out, every drop of effort to accept his awkwardness and let things go with the flow. Anniversaries are treated the same way: if possible, in summer Kadokura will plan a trip to the South coast where they can enjoy loneliness together to the sound of waves breaking on the rocky shore. In winter, he will certainly try to create an extra festive and cozy atmosphere at home, cooking their favorite food, and making an excessive amount of tea. We are talking about the level at which the kettle is never empty. Relatively diligent in the everyday task but no powers in the world will force him to clean up like a normal man.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

“A wilted, uninspired middle-aged dude” he is, and it affects how Kadokura perceives himself more than you think. In turn, this perception seeps into his life as self-doubt, self-deprecating jokes, and hesitation in making important decisions. At the same time, if you point out this flaw to him, Kadokura will sulk. You would think he has to know better but no.

Unmotivated and has a hard time opening up to new experiences like learning new skills or finding new hobbies. Not as much as Kikuta, but Kadokura also has a habit of doing as he did twenty years ago even if the consequences did not live up to expectations. He sees a rake that WILL hit him on the forehead and JUMPS on it anyway.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Earlier in the days when grass was greener and the sky was bluer, Kadokura put more thought into his appearance but over time it changed. With the current state of the world, he doesn’t bother to waste his time fixing his hair every hour and blow the dust off his shoes. His uniform is in a relatively ok condition, with few patches here and there, three-day stubble often overgrows in one-week stubble, and bags under the eyes give him a shabby look but there is a charm in it.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Some people try too hard to hide the fact they are hurt while going through a bad breakup and he is one of them. Days seem endlessly long and gloomy, Kadokura performs given tasks only because it is expected from him, he stops playing cards with Kirawus and doesn’t bat an eyelid when ainu bugs him. Absent-mindedness leads Kadokura straight into new problems but none of them is enough to shake him up. He is… sad. Simply as that. Not heartbroken, not sorrowful. It is an empty sadness that leaves you painfully numb without a stingy tear to shed. To make it even worse, after the breakup Kadokura persistently seeks their company again and again for reasons he can’t explain. Maybe, it is desensitization: the more he sees them as an outsider, the easier he takes it. Shortly after, he will try to find the trace of his ex-wife and daughter, reunite with them if… they want to, you know. They might start a new life while he was nodding off in the workplace.

If they have been killed, Kadokura will live on, faithfully serving Hijikata. He refuses to talk about them at all, brushing off offered emotional support. Still, he was born under an unlucky star and nothing can be done about it: it is something he has to come to terms with.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Let's forget the canon for a second and pretend that Kadokura has a sister or a brother who, in turn, has a child. So my headcanon is that he is a cool uncle. The one who gives kids life advice in the form of a funny parable, pretends he doesn’t hear them sneaking out in the night, puts more money in an envelope so they can save some up for cool stuff. His lifehacks are actually useful even though sometimes questionable… The one who doesn’t have to try to fit in with the new-gen because he got it already.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

There is only one specific thing that comes to mind since Kadokura is too chill and it seems he can deal with almost everything.

People with excessive energy. We are not talking about the literal ray of sunshine type of person that beams with energy but rather about people who are active and need other people to match them. They need strong feedback from another person to feel validated and not to fall into the depression abyss and Kadokura is not a person to match this description. He is not about running around 24/7 enthusiastically grimacing at every little thing. It's exhausting. It is annoying. Kadokura’s social battery runs out on their second sentence so he prefers to avoid such Duracell bunnies at all costs.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

Just like Kikuta has a specific ritual before going to bed. Jailer's work taught Kadokura to pay more attention to the security of the house so he can’t fall asleep without checking all the doors. This habit has nothing to do with obsessive-compulsive disorder, it is what it is. Besides it, Kadokura gives his partner a goodnight kiss on the temple because what if he wakes up and they are not here or what if he won’t have any other chance to do it. This one doesn’t change even if Kadokura is stressed the f out: he may be red from the anger but he will lean down and smooch them to remind how much they mean to him.

[chubbyjungkook]

Just a chance

It was a normal day in taehyung's life , he was sitting in the university cafeteria ,scrolling down his phone as he waits for his  childhood best friend to arrive  when he heard a familiar voice calling his name and someone hugging him 

" hey jungkoookie , i was waiting for you " he answer giggling as he ruffled the younger's hair , jungkook sit down next to him as he saw , jungkook's boyfriend , Seokjin sitting down too 

" hey taehyung-ssi how you doing ? " he ask as he place some food they had bought in the cafeteria  for the 3 of them 

"Did you enjoy winter break ? " the younger ask as he started eating some of his food 

" i'm doing fine , i spend the winter break with my family it was nice to see them after so long " he answer as he started drink some juice 

"We went to my parents house also my moms told me that you should come visit soon " he comments with a soft smiled 

They continue talking about their small break and about some thinks about of the new cicle until jungkook decided to ask the older the question that he had been wanting to ask 

" ummm hyung and what happened with minhyuk ? " he asked as he watch the older expression turn serious 

" You know he was an asshole as all the boys I met " he says normally he was used to it . Between them , taehyung at always being in the heavier side and he had been bullied for that in high school , jungkook always defended him , so he was used to people being mean at him

"Fuck " he heard jin sigh " i didnt though he would turn out to be an asshole too , im s- " he was cut back for the excited jungkook"s  voice 

"That's amazing ! " he say as he watch seokjin and taehyung stared at him as he was crazy " i mean  umm im angry that he was an asshole and i wanna hit him so bad but since you are single now , i want you to meet someone " 

" first of all he wasn't my boyfriend we just went to some dates and two , kookie i don't really feel like meeting someone right now " he mumbled softly as he stares as his plate before he glance at jungkook back 

“i know you didn't had good experiences with the guys you had know , hyung ….. but i swear he is a sweetheart please hyung , just give him a chance “ he says softly as he watching him with his cute doe eyes

“i mean taehyung-ah , you know i don't always encourage jungkook when he want to set up dates or things like that but i know jungkook’s friend and he seem like a nice person , you should give him a chance “ he mumbles softly 

“ahg fine , i just do it cause i want you too stopped trying to make me meet people “ it was normal that jungkook try to find him dates , he normally rejected all of his best friend possible option but for the first time Seokjin was also agree with jungkook “ who is it ? “ he ask as he finish his food and take some sips of his juice 

“Park jimin. You remember him right ? we used to hang out with him in middle school“ he watch the older frown softly before he nodded

“yeah i remember jiminnie , he moved abroad right ? “ he mumbled a bit sadly as he remember that jimin was his first crush back then but he never told him because he was shy, jungkook nodded as he take a bite on his sandwich 

“ Yes , he did but when we were in Busan he recognized me . He said he had come back and he is living here in Seoul now and he will start studying here and guess what ? “ he watch taehyung watch him expectantly “ he ask me about you , i show him some pics of you and fuck you should saw him he look completaly whipped , he ask me if maybe you wanted to go on a date  with him “

His cheeks blushed madly at the younger’s words “yah jungkook you might be exaggerating he might just wanted to talk again “ he tried to stay serious even though he wanted to smiled softly 

“i was there so i can tell he was really whipped , anyways if he just wanna talk to you again there might not be any problem “ jin comments calmly as he give one cookie a bite 

Jungkook grabs the older’s phone as he saves Jimin's number on it before handing it back “ there it is !  just message him hyung , no matter what i'm sure he would enjoy going out with you “ the younger smiled softly at him before the bells ring . Jungkook and Seokjin got up as they waved at him before heading to their classrooms , taehyung walk to his classroom as he was considering if he should message jimin 

After classes he was looking for jungkook and jin so they could go home when he saw them making out , he giggled softly as he decided to send a message to jungkook 

                                                                                                                To:♡jungkookie♡ 

 I'm going home , don't worry ;))                   

 i hope you "enjoy " your night                          

  kookie . 

To : taehyungie 🐯

OH FUCK YOU SAW US ?!

I'm sorry hyungie haha and

YES i will enjoy it :)) 

                                                                                                                                                                                    To: ♡jungkookie♡

 Ew, gross i don't wanna know

  that 

To : taehyungie 🐯

Mean :((

Oh yeah , don't forget to message 

Minnie , hyung ! 

See you tomorrow                  

                                                                                                                                                           To:♡jungkookie

Yeah . Don't worry , i will 

See you tomorrow , tell Jin 

hyung not to be too rough

on you i don't wanna hear you

whining all day 

To : taehyungie 🐯

OMG SHUT UP HYUNG 

read at 6.30 

He giggled softly as he headed to the bathroom to take a shower , he changed and laid down on his bed staring at the ceiling wondering if he should message Jimin . He grabs his phone as he sigh 

To : jiminnie-hyung 

 Umm …..jiminnie ? Hi its me 

 Taehyung , jungkookie gave me 

 your number ^^

To : tae- tae 

Oh , hi taehyungie ! Yeah 

Its me jimin :)) 

How are you doing ?      

To : jiminnie hyung 

I'm doing fine and you ?Kookie  

Told me you move back to  seoul

To: tae-tae

Yes i move to seoul 

i really miss korea 

umm well …. i guess jungkookie 

already told you but i wanted to

ask you out 

read at 7.45

Oh fuck , was jimin inviting him to date ?! he never thought his middle school crush ask him out , he could feel his hands trembling as he try to write a coherent answer 

 To: tae-tae

i mean you don't have to

accept if you don't want to 

, taehyungie 

                                   To : jiminnie-hyung

ow , no , really  i want too  

                                                                            To: tae-tae

oh , really ?? 

wanna go out and take lunch

 with me after classes ?

                                                                      To : jiminnie-hyung   

Yeah , its fine for me :)) 

To: tae-tae

okey , i’ll wait for you in the library 

See you tomorrow honey ;) 

 Fuck did jimin just call him honey ?!  he could feel his cheeks blushing at the older’s words as he write his reply 

                                                                                  To : jiminnie-hyung                                                                                                                

 See you tomorrow ,      

  hyung :D

  read at 8.01

He let his phone aside as he stared at the ceiling , he didn't think he had been so excited in his whole life , he tried to sleep but he was just too excited to do that . He was think about the “ date “ ( he wasn't sure to call it a date ) with jimin that he didn't realized he fell asleep 

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He wakes up when he hears his alarm as he turns it off , getting up to choose some clothes he tries to choose some clothes . He ends up wearing some jeans and a hoodie as he walks to the university .

As soon as he arrive he try to look for jungkook in his classroom watching him sitting in the back , he went and sit next to him 

"Someone seems excited ~" Jungkook hummed as he let his phone aside smiling at the older " you message jimin , right ?  Tell me what happened " he mumbled in a excited tone 

"He ask me out and he are gonna have lunch today after classes " he answer with a smile 

Jungkook smile warmly , happy about how happy the older look " you have to tell me about it " he giggled as the teacher enter the classroom 

As the hours pass taehyung was getting more nervous and excited by the end of his classes he walk with jungkook and jin to the library 

"Hyung , calm down i can watch you trembling " he says as he giggle 

" shut up im nervous " he says biting his nails anxiously as they got closer to the library 

" i know but just calm down , everything is gonna be alright " he says in a calm tone as he stop the older from biting his nails 

" well i guess we have go now , good luck with your date taehyung-ah ! " he smile at the younger 

" good luck hyungie , tell me everything after ! " he says as they both leave 

He waits for jimin outside the library , he waits for some minutes and jimin hasn't arrived yet . Did he plant him ? No jimin wasn't like that …… or that what was he hope 

Some he hear some loud footsteps and someone touch his arm 

" taehyungie ? Oh my god i'm sorry for keeping you waiting " he says as he tries to catch his break , since he obviously had runs to there but his voice sound guilty

"Don't worry jiminnie , i didn't wait that long " he answer smiling as calming as he could as they started to head to a restaurant nearby 

" you change a bit since the last time i saw you " jimin mumbled , taehyung's smile drops a bit , he knew the older was referring to his weight and he had expected a comment about it 

" yeah i know i used to be kinda chubby at middle school , now im properly chub- " before he could finish his sentence , he was cut back by the older

" you are even cuter now ~ and you look more mature now , you are really handsome taehyung - ah " he says smiling fondling at him 

He wasn't expecting the older's words and he couldn't hide his noticeable blush in his chubby cheeks 

"Ow i-i thank you .. you are even more handsome than the last time i saw you , i mean you were handsome back there too " he wished he could flirt as good as jimin did , but he saw a small smile in the older's face 

"Aish you are cute " he mumbled as they enter to the restaurant 

The restaurant look nice and cozy , taehyung couldn't believe he had never came there before 

"This place is so nice , jimin ~ " he mumbled softly as they sit down on a table at the back of it 

" i had came here sometimes , i thought you might like it " he smiled softly 

They talk about their lives in this year until the waiter arrives asking them if they were ready to order jimin order kinda fast since he had come there before but taehyung was struggling to choose 

"Want me to help you choose something ? " jimin mumbles softly as he feels him squeezing his hand under the table 

He nodded at him and jimin choose something for him from the menú 

"W-what did you chose ? " he ask curious about what the older order for him 

" i remember you really like spaghetti back in middle school so i order you some ,thats ok for you ? " he ask the last part in a worried tone 

" yeah , i still like pasta so much" he giggles softly 

There was a small silence , it was comfortable for both of them , until jimin had the encourage to break itn

" well the reason why i wanted to ask you out was because i wanted to tell you something …. " the confidence in the older's voice was gone now which made taehyung a bit nervous 

" you need to tell me something ? Oh then go ahead , i'm listening " he smiled softly at him trying to hide his nervousness 

" Okay look , I have liked you for a while now , I could tell you before I move out but I really need to tell you this , Jungkook told me a bit of your bad relationships experiences but c-can you give me a chance taehyung ? If you don't want to then that's ok , we can still be friends right ? "  he feel the older calm down after he finish talking watching him expectantly for an answer 

" wow , are you dumb ? I like you since middle school and i was so obvious that i just thought you didn't like me back " he answer giggling softly making jimin laugh too " and yes i wanna give you a chance " he smiled softly at him 

" fuck thank you so much taehyungie ! " he days with a big smile they talk for a bit before the food arrives 

The waiters place a salad for the older and a huge plate of spaghetti for him , it was bigger than his normal portion of food as he gulp down before he takes a bite of his food , his eyes widened at the amazing taste of it , he hear jimin laughing softly as he give him a glance 

" it tastes good doest it ? Looks like you like it " he says softly as he eat some of his food   

“it tastes so good !” They talk about university and Taehyung talks about his life in seoul until now . They were having a really good time. Taehyung didn't realize he had finished the huge plate of pasta , his cheeks blushed madly as he gave his tummy a glance just realizing how full he felt . The waistband of his jeans were digging painfully into his bloated tummy as he tries to rub his tummy through the pocket of his hoodie try to hold back the urge of burping 

He watch the older’s plate realizing he still had half of his salad there making him blushed at how fast he had finish his food , the older look at him and then at his plate smiling softly at him 

“wanna order some dessert ? there some tasty cakes here , jungkook told me you really like sweet thing “ he giggled softly as he saw taehyung blushed a bit 

“I'm kinda full , hyung … i don't think i can finish it ” he mumbled softly as he rub his tummy softly 

“oh come on you should taste some dessert , if you can finish it then you can take it home , there no problem “ he answer smiling softly at him 

Even to he feel really full , the cake sound tempting , he was really full but he sure can fit some cake there 

“umm okay , some cake sounds good “ he smiled softly at him as he try to choose between all of the good-looking cakes  

“you should choose this one “ the older point at a chocolate cake that look really taste at the pic in the menú “ i think you might like it “ 

he nodded softly “ then i wanna order that one “ he smiled as the older order the cake for him  

After some minutes of waiting , a waiter place a whole cake making taehyung’s eyes widen 

“hyung i think this is a bit too much for me … would you like some ? “ he mumbled as he stared at the tasty chocolate cake 

“i don't like sweet things that much , you don't have to finish it all . Just treat yourself ,cutie “ he giggled softly as he saw taehyung cheeks blush madly 

Taehyung started to dig into the cake , it was the best cake he had ever eaten . They continue talking when his tummy started to hurt a bit , he look down at his plate realizing he had eaten only the half of the cake 

He pressed his fingers against his bloated tummy , feeling how hard it was . He unbuttoned his jeans as discreet as I could , he was glad that he decided to wear a hoodie so it wouldn't be so obvious but what taehyung didn’t know was that jimin was watching him with a small smirk 

“oh , you are almost done with your cake , taehyungie ?   “ he ask the younger with a small smile as he take a sip of his drink 

“ u-uh yeah ….. im really full to be honest , i don't know if i might finish it “ he mumbled as rubs his stuffed tummy 

“ ow i know you can do it taehyungie , you can finish it and be a good boy for hyung , right ?~" he mumbled softly making taehyung shiver softly 

good boy ? he like how that sound coming from jimin’s mouth 

he nodded softly as his cheeks blushed when the older smiled warmly at him . He started to shove some bites of the cake eagerly into his mouth , soon in the place was only left a small part of the cake 

“want me to help you , baby ? “ Taehyung blushed madly as he nodded softly , Jimin got closer to Taehyung grabbing a spoon of cake and feeding him . After some bites he finally finish the cake and he feel like was gonna pop  

Jimin smiled softly at him , giving his tummy some pats before he called the waiter and paid for their meal .

“are you ready to leave ? “ he ask softly as he saw taehyung rubbing his tummy softly , he place one of his hands on the younger’s tummy looking at him for permission when taehyung nodded he started to rubs his tummy 

“ y-yes we can lea-” he was cut back by a blech when the older rubbed circles in the hardest part of taehyung’s tummy concentrating the pressure there , he covered his mouth as his cheeks blushed madly “oh my god , excuse me i'm really full “ 

“don't worry taehyung , it's ok “ he smiled warmly at him as he helped the younger getting up from his site making taehyung whined at how heavy his tummy was . He take taehyung back to his flat , promising that he will take him out to eat more often 

maybe he could get use to it  

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After some months dating Taehyung was more happy and heavier , Jimin always made sure he was well-feed . He would buy him his favorite food and a lot of desserts everytime they would go out 

Jimin ask him to move in with him when they had been dating for 6 months , taehyung excitedly accepted and living with jimin just helped his weight gain , he used to have all the kitchen stoked with greasy food and a lot of sweets , taehyung was a bit shy at the begging to grab anything from there but jimin say he could eat us much as he wanted and it soon became a routine . 

“tae-tae im home ~ “ jimin shouted as he head to their living room finding taehyung lying there around a lot of wrappers and the younger eating a tub of ice cream as he watch some drama in the tv 

“uhm , hi hyungie “ he mumbled softly as he smiled softly at him before he shove some more ice cream into his mouth 

“looks like someone already had dinner  ~ “ he teased the younger as he watched taehyung cheeks blushed madly 

“ i was craving something sweet , i couldn't help it “ he giggled softly as he let out a loud belch “ can you feed me the rest of the ice cream please ? “ he mumbled softly as jimin sit beside him 

“fuck you are so gassy now ~ “ he giggled softly as he grabbed the icecream tub “ mhm you are so lazy to finish it by your own , mhm ? “ he shove a spoonful of ice cream into taehyung’s mouth

he whined softly before he shawlow the ice cream “don't tease me ~  just continue feeding me the ice cream “ he mumbled softly 

he continue feeding the rest of the ice cream to the younger until he finish it all as taehyung was whining while jimin rubbed the younger’s , digging his fingers into the hard swell in taehyung’s tummy making him belch loudly 

“fuck continue rubbing it , please~  “ he whined softly as the older giggled softly 

" uhm you like it when i do it ,right ?~ " he mumbled softly as he continue rubbing the younger's tummy 

He moaned softly when the older pinching some of the soft fat in his underbelly making his cheeks heat up 

After the pressure in his tummy was ease , jimin got up and clean all the wrappers in the coffee table before sitting next to taehyung again 

" do you wanna see something else on the tv ? Maybe a movie ? " he ask as he place his small on taehyung's plush waist rubbing his thumb back and forth 

He nodded softly " yeah a movie , sounds good " he mumbled , snuggling closer to the older

They watched the film cuddling each other until taehyung decided to talk 

"Hyungie ? " he heard jimin hummed quietly "Would you be okay if i wanted to gain more weight ? "  he mumbled in a nervous tone as he bite his bottom lip softly 

Jimin paused the movie before turning to taehyung. " tae-tae its it obvious that I'm more than ok with it ? It's your body after all plus you will look so cute if you got even chubbier ~ " he giggled softly before pecking the younger's lips  

His eyes widen in surprise before he hugs the older tightly " how about we make a goal ? How about 250 ? " he mumbled as his cheeks blushed lightly 

He nodded softly " mhm if you wanna reach that goal , then you should start eating more ~ " he smirked softly at taehyung 

"You should feed me more then ~ " he teased the older with a small grin 

"Mhm i gladly will , honey " jimin answer before he pull the younger closer for a kiss 

[jasmehraj]

We are just friends

A song fic where Adrien is an honorary brother and Gabriel is an honorary uncle. Yes you read it right. Friends by Anne Marie and Marshmallow

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Ohhh Oh ohhh woh,

oh ohhh ohh woh,

Marinette was happily singing while doing embroidery of beautiful tulips 🌷on her newest commission. The trap door opened to reveal Adrien but she didn't notice. He came from behind her and covered her eyes,"Adrien let go, this commission is very important."

"Don't you like to see your romantic soulmate M'lady." Her eye twitched. She sighed and covered her face with her hands.

Ooohhh oohh oohh woh,

Oooo oooo Oooo ohh Woh.

Damian had just landed in Paris to see his beloved. She of course didn't know. He made his way towards Le Grande Hotel of Paris. He was standing tapping his foot on the floor impatiently while Dick was checking in.

"Damikins." A voice exclaimed. He growled in frustration and dodged as yellow blur tried to hug him. Chloe Bourgeois was kissing the ground as she got up and groaned with pain.

"This is not a way to greet me damikins."

You say you love me,

I say you crazy,

We're noting more than friends.

"Adrien stop that." She said clearly frustrated as Adrien confessed for a hundredth time this week. "Did you not like the flowers M'lady? Or do you want a real kiss instead of a chocolate kisses?" Adrien had a cheeky smile on his face. They had revealed each other's identity in the last battle. Who happened to be her honorary uncle Gabriel. Adrien is still stuck on the soulmate thing. She sighed a bone crushing sigh.

"Bourgeois, we were over this. I do not love you and you do not love me." His patience was wearing thin. "Oh come on damikins, who else will be good enough for you?" Dick was trying to control his laughter but he was miserably failing. The traitor Damian thought.

You're not my lover,

More like a brother.

I know you since we were like 10.

Marinette had first met Adrien when she was 10. Her mother came with him to get some pastries from the most famous bakery of Paris. They became friends quickly. She often went to play with him to his eyes where she met Gabriel. She gushed about how she wanted to be a fashion designer like him someday. Both Emilie and Gabriel had smiled at her. They both winner each other's families heart very easily. "Adrien you are like a brother to me I am like a sister to you and as a matter of fact I have a boyfriend." He was getting difficult to handle. "Keep telling yourself that M'lady." He winked and grinned. She sighed, today was going to be a very long day.

Damian met Chloe at a gala. No matter how many times he tried to lose her, she somehow came back he is surprised that he didn't kill her as he was fresh out of the league. "I have a girlfriend bourgeois and she is much more worthy than you." This was getting ridiculous. Normally he wouldn't insult her but he was just so done. "I am much more worthy than anyone else on the planet ditch her." She said flipping her hair. "No." He plainly replied and walked towards his room.

YEAH,

Lila was getting annoying with time and her classmates also showed their level of stupidity. So, she pulled out the big guns. She recorded her lies, her threats and the amount of evidence on ladyblog was laughable if not sad. She called her clients who happened to be the people that she lied about. She and all her clients threw restraining orders and law suits on her face. She was confirmed to be working with hawkmoth. If Marinette used kwamis help to record her conversation with hawkmoth, well, no one needs to know that. Lila spilled the beans that hawky was actually uncle Gabriel.

They were made aware of the situation of Paris by Ladybug. One day when they were casually sitting in the cave when an emergency alert came from the computer. "It's the watchtower." They all went through the Zeta, only to see a girl in bright red suit handing green lantern his ass. That's how he met her.

Don't mess it up,talking that shit,

Only gonna push me away,

That's it.

She was getting anxious with every growing second. It took everything in her yo not punch him right there, in his pretty little face. She took deep breaths to calm down. Sure she loved him. He is her best friend but this was getting ridiculous. "Adrien get out. I need to finish this commission today."

Damian glared at Chloe once more as she tried to kiss him again. "Stop that Bourgeoise." "Stop what Damikins?" "I have been blessed with a name, use it." He went inside his room and locked it. "Having problems, Little D?" The idiot dick had the audacity to laugh. "Tt. I am going to take Habibiti to a date tomorrow. It's our 3 year anniversary." He plainly said ignoring the starry look in his brother's eyes. "But I need you to make sure that Bourgeois doesn't crash my date....." He added reluctantly. "The magic words." Dick said not looking up from his phone, trying to look serious but the smirk on his face gave it away. "Tt. Please Grayson. Happy now." He growled out. "Yes." He said, still grinning like an idiot. Damian huffed and started his preparation for his date.

When you say you love me,

That makes me CRAZY.

Here we go again.....

Marinette was sewing when there was a knock on the trap-door. "M'lady, here you go." Marinette whipped her head to face him. He was standing there, covered in flour with odd shaped macaroons in his hands. She decided not to comment. She got back to work. He looked at her clearly not happy, "Purrrrincess, I made macaroons for you." Still nothing. He frowned,"Purrincess." "I'mmabusy. Getlost." He didn't understand her word vomit."Repeat it again bugaboo." She started the music and sang:

Damian was reserving everything for his anniversary when Chloe came in. No, he didn't give her permission. He simply said,"Get out." She looked like she was going to argue, but he threw a bat-glare her way which made her recoil a bit. Key word A BIT. He stood up and used his finger to point at her as he sang:

Don't go look at me

With that look in your eye.

"But M'lady."

"Damikins, I-"

They continued, shutting them:

You're really ain't going

away without a fight!

"Marinette you want me to sing with you?" She ran a hand through her hair.

"Oh Damikins stop it." He growled.

And they continued singing.

You can't be reasoned with,

I'm done being polite.

"Marinette your voice is beautiful. You wrote it yourself?" His comment fell on deaf years.

"Damikins. Where did you get this stupid song from?"

They continued singing as they pulled out their phones.

I've told you

1,2,3,4,5,6 thousand times!

She made gestures with her hands. Her phone tinged. It was message from Damian,"Be at the Eiffel tower at 7 tomorrow morning." She smiled.

Damian's phone tinged with a message from his malak. "Ok , but why?"

Chloe chose the moment to interrupt but before she could say anything, his face formed a scowl. He started singing again.

Haven't I made it obvious?

Marinette sang:

Haven't I made it clear?

They both sang with the music. Equally furious. They pushed the respective intruders towards the door.

Want me to spell it out for you?

F-R-I-E-NDS

Adrien took her advice and leaved her alone but she knew that's not the case, he's sitting on the balcony, listening to her. Alya entered her room for girl's night along with Rose, Alex and Juleka. She sang loudly. Her friends humming.

Chloe did leave but Damian sang to himself as the music continued to play. Dick also humming.

Haven't I made it obvious?(Oooh oooh ooh woh)

Haven't I made it clear?(Oooh ooh ooh woh)

Want me to spell it out for you?(Oooh ooh ooh woh)

F-R-I-EN-D-S(Oooh ooh ooh woh)

F-R-I-EN-D-S

Adrien left at that and she sighed in relief. She told her friends about her latest commission and they chatted, played games and soon it was 1 am. Marinette shot,"Guys! we need to sleep. I have to go to Eiffel Tower at 7 tomorrow." "Why girl?" Alya questioned. "No why's or but's sleep now." They all obeyed. No one had enough strength to deal with Mari's wrath as they put it.

Damian was panicking. She is not going to get mad. Will she? He sighed. "Baby bird. Go to sleep. You are going to miss your own date." Dick warned. He took a deep breath to calm his nerves. Then he went to bed.

Have you got no shame?

You looking insane,

Turning up at my door.

They were sleeping when there was a knock on the trap-door. Marinette was a heavy sleeper, so she didn't wake up by it but Alix did. "Who there?" She sleepily mumbled. "I'm Adrien." The voice, no, Adrien said. "Everyone is sleeping. It's a girls night. Go away sunshine." Alya mumbled from her seat. "But-" Rose woke up and sat at her spot,"You should go Adrien you can hang out with Marinette later." She said in her usual squeaky voice. "We don't want to here." Juleka added.

Damian was peacefully sleeping but it was interrupted by a knock on the door. Both Damian and Dick woke up immediately and assessed the surroundings for any threats. There was another knock on the door followed by a loud,"Damikins..." Both of them sighed.

It's 2 in the morning,

The rain is pouring,

Haven't we been here before?

Marinette woke up to many voices, likely arguing over something. She rubbed her eyes,"What's wrong." She sleepily said between a yawn. "It was Adrien." Alya said. Marinette's eyes shot open as she carefully listened to a light thud on the balcony. It was probably raining outside. She sighed as she went to the balcony, her friends following,"Chat Noir. Last. Warning." She deadpanned. "Ummm... purrincess. I wanted to ask if we could play UM-" He never finished the sentence. Marinette threw a pot on his head. He groaned as he stood up, only to see Marinette standing there, eyes closed WITH ANOTHER POT IN HAND. He ran with his tail between his legs. "Let's go back to sleep." She said yawning and they went back to bed.

Damian didn't open the door,"What do you want?" Chloe's shrill voice came from the other side,"I had a nightmare." "Do you think I care?" He replied, venom lacing his voice. "I am scared of the lightning." She was trying to be intimidating but she was failing. MISERABLY. "We both know that is not true." He deadpanned. "Open please." Damian ignored her and went to his bed. "I have important places to be tomorrow." He said as he pulled out his headphones and played soft music. Dick doing the same with an equally grumpy face. She left eventually and they both dumped the headphones to get some peaceful sleep.

Don't mess it up,

Talkin' that shit,

Only gonna push me away,

That's it!

Damian woke up at about 5 am. He then told Dick his plan and left for Eiffel tower at 5:30 am to set his date.

Marinette was sleeping peacefully. A package arrived her home. Sabine came upstairs and called her,"Marinette there's a package from your boyfriend." Tikki nuzzled her chosen's cheek. She then said in her ear,"Marinette you're late." She immediately shot up. She glared at Tikki but the voice of her mother came again,"Marinette, sweety. There's a package from Damian. Now, fully awake she went downstairs.

Have you got no shame?

You looking insane,

She was greeted by Adrian as she reached her mother. She groaned.

She cut whatever he was going to say,"Have you got no shame you lookin insane. Here we go again." She didn't even look up. Adrien closed his mouth and went back through the way he came from.

Here we go again.

She wrote a note for her friends about where she is going. She opened a package to see a beautiful dress with a note.

7 AM Angel ;)🗼

She hurried to try the dress. She came out,"You are looking beautiful my baby."

Her mother kissed her cheek,"Thank you Mamman."

Her mother did her hair. She was looking like some Chinese princess.

So don't go,

Look at me,

with that look in your eye....

She started her walk towards Eiffel tower. Adrien came just in time for all the girls to come down.

"Sabine, Where is Marinette?"Sabine smiled at them and she said,"She left a note for you."

They nodded and picked the note from the table.

It read:

I am going to the Eiffel Tower. Dami has planned something for me. I don't know what but don't follow me. I can tell he wants to do something special for our 3 year anniversary.

Rose said,"We should go to our home then. We shouldn't disturb them."

Alya nodded,"Let's get change."

Adrien heard everything (well, the fact that she was at the Eiffel Tower) and decided to go after his princess.

You really ain't going away

Without a fight......

You can't be reasoned with, I'm done being polite.....

I've told you, 1,2,3,4,5,6 thousand times!

In the way Adrien was met with Chloe. She was also looking for someone.

"Hey Chloe." Adrien greeted her.

"Hey Adrikins. Where are you going this early?" Chloe asked, eyebrow raised.

"I am going to find Marinette. To the Eiffel Tower." He grinned.

Chloe smiled,"Of course the Eiffel Tower. Let's go together. I am loong forn Damikins. He must have gone there."

They both started their walk to the Eiffel tower together.

Haven't I made it obvious?

Haven't I made it clear?

Want me to spell it out for you,

F-R-I-E-N-D-S

Marinette was about to reach Eiffel tower when someone covered her eyes. She giggled, "Dami."

And threw herself into his arms.

"You came here, for me?" She looked at him with stars in her eyes. "Of course Angel. Happy 3 year anniversary." He kissed her forehead.

"You are looking stunning, angel." He said and felt his cheeks burning hot. "Not so bad yourself handsome." She winked, cheeks dusted pink. She did a twirl."The dress is beautiful Demon."

He chuckled ,"I had to find something that could get approved by MDC. I am honoured that you like it.Bbbbbut you can't go further without this." He pulled out his handkerchief and tied it on her eyes. "No peeking, angel." He said making her giggle.

He led her to the elevator. They reached the top of the tower neither noticing that Chloe and Adrien had seen them. He led her to the special place. He untied the handkerchief. She gasped.

Haven't I made it obvious,

Haven't I made it clear

Adrien and Chloe followed them up,"Why is Maribug with Damikins?" Adrien tried to remember the note but couldn't for some reason. He only paid attention to the fact that she was at the Eiffel Tower. He frowned,"I just heard that she is going to Eiffel Tower and ran to catch up with her before she gets away." "She always denies the fact that you are dating and you are the opposite. What type of relationship do you have?" Chloe huffed at the antics of her two best friends.

They reached the top. Marinette and Damian were standing there. Marinette had covered her mouth with her hands. Damian was smirking. Their was a blanket set up with a pot with beautiful flowers in the middle and a picnic basket. The sun was rising giving a magical effect to such simple thing."It's beautiful dove. Thank you."

       They were very close for both of their tastes. Adrien shouted, "You are looking beautiful M'lady."

Chloe took this as an invitation to speak,"Damikins what are you doing with Mari? What are you doin' with Damikins Maribug?"

Both their expressions became dangerous. Damian started,"Haven't I made it obvious?"

Marinette said,"Haven't I made it clear?"

Then they started singing.

Damian, Want me to spell it out for you?

Marinette, (to spell it out for you?)

Damian, F-R-I-E-N-D-S

Marinette, F-R-I-E-N-D-S

Damian nd Marinette, F-R-I-E-N-D-S

Damian, That's how you fuc*ing spell friends,

Damian nd Marinette, F-R-I-E-N-D-S

Marinette, Get that shit inside your head.

Chloe, No.....

Adrien, no.....

Damian, Yeah...

Marinette, ah...

Damian nd Marinette, F-R-I-E-N-D-S

Damian nd Marinette, We're just friends.

Daminette, So don't go look at me with that look in your eye!

Daminette, You really ain't,

Daminette, going away,

Daminette,without a fight.....

Daminette, You can't be reasoned with,

Daminette, I'm done being polite.....

Daminette, I've told you,

Daminette, 1,2,3,4,5,6 thousand times!

Marinette, Haven't I made it obvious?

Damian, (hasn't she made it obvious?)

Marinette, Haven't I made it clear?

Damian, (She made it very clear?)

Marinette, Want me to spell out for you? Damian, (yeah)

Marinette, F-R-I-E-N-D-S

Damian, (I said F-R-I-E-N-D-S)

Damian, Haven't I made it obvious?

Marinette, (He made it obvious.)

Damian, Haven't I made it clear?

Marinette, (He made it very clear.)

Damian, Want me to spell it out for you?

Damian, F-R-I-E-N-D-S

Marinette, F-R-I-EN-D-S

Daminette, Ohhh oh ohhh oh ohhh oh oh ah

Ah ooh ah, ahhh oh ahh oh

"We are just friends." They finished. Realization came on their faces,"You are dating." They said at the same time. "Sorry Maribug. I didn't know that. A little someone told me that he was dating with you."Chloe said, glaring at Adrien. He coiled into himself. She grabbed his arm and went towards the elevator,"And Damian. I approve. I am going to give you a shovel talk when you come back, treat my BFF right." When they went away. Damian and Marinette burst into laughing."Shall we continue?"She said.

"Of course,"He replied. They leaned closer to kiss. They were kissing unaware of the rest of the world when they heard the click of a camera.

They turned towards the noise to see Red Robin taking photos along with Nightwing, Red Hood, Black Bat, Spoiler, Batman heck even Oracle was there. "I am not going to be surprised if Alfred is here too." Marinette said. They both glared at them. But they didn't even flinch. "No matter how much we try they are not going away." Damian said sighing."I bet they recorded everything. Plus point is we will get adequate photos because Drake is a good photographer."

Marinette also sighed,"Let's eat and hope they will not come nearer." They didn't. Marinette and Damian clinked their glasses together,"Happy anniversary malak." "Joyeux anniversaire mon démon"

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Joyeux anniversaire mon démon: Happy anniversary my demon Malak: angel Habibiti: beloved.

Phew! This is hella long. It's my first song-fic I hope you like it. I will make outtakes or AU versions of this if I get time which I don't have. I did my best, well the best I could make in 2 days. I am very exhausted. Love Maribat. Love, Jasmehraj.

[chibinekochan]

Um first of all wanted to say THANK YOU AMAZING AUTHOUR! Your work 10/10 👌 - also can I request a hc to the boys reacting to mc being put under a love potion, (Solomon casting it, mayhaps as a prank) but you act normal bc you already love them (true love stuff) idk I thought it would be very fluffy and cute.

Thank you so much, that is very sweet of you! 

Solomon would do something like this, shady wizard.

Asmodeus 

He is very aware of the spell, and its effects. 

Not that he ever needed to use this. 

Asmo is a little disappointed when it has 0 effect on you. 

Not that he would take advantage of you but he wouldn't mind to see you flirting with him. 

He is wondering if it doesn't work on humans, but he has seen it working before. 

What other reason could there be? 

Asmo read through the spells description and there it says, it will not work if you are already in love with the first person that you see. 

Seeing as you two are alone right now, that can only mean one thing. 

You are in love with him! Wait a second. 

Asmo feels strangely shy about this, so unlike him. 

There is only one way to know for sure. 

That is, of course, to ask you. 

"Hey say are you in love right now?" 

"You mean from the spell? I don't feel any different."

"No, I meant before that spell was cast." 

You get a bit shy. "Well I mean you know…"

"Please be honest with me."

You turn red. "Yes, I am in love right now."

Asmo knows this is a bit silly to ask bit he has to know. "So the person that you love is in this room right?" 

"Yes." You feel very shy but this might be a good opportunity to confess your feelings. "And before you ask the person I love is you." 

Asmo is a bit taken aback. He had no idea. I mean he likes you obviously and yes you two have been flirting and enjoying time together. Well now where he really thinks about it, all the signs were there. Maybe he just never thought you would fall in love with him. 

"So what about you Asmodeus?" You ask a bit shyly, hoping he feels something for you too. 

"I love you too of course. Sorry I was just a bit surprised that's all." He smiles widely and hugs you tightly. 

He will not do anything else for now, just in case the potion had an effect on you after all. 

Satan

In a twist of fate he made a love potion for Lucifer to drink, to embarrass him of course. 

Sadly you somehow thought it was lemonade and drank it. 

Satan is very worried about its effects, and slightly curious how you would be when you are love drunk.

Soon he notices that there is no change at all. 

Satan is a bit confused, he double and triple checks the ingredients and the brewing method but he did everything correctly. 

That only leaves one option : You already love him!? 

He has to let that sink in for a minute and then blushes. 

Satan has to know to be sure. "Hey this might be a strange question, but are you in love with someone?" 

"Huh, why do you ask?" You have no idea why Satan asks. 

"Well, you see this love potion doesn't work on someone who is in love." 

You start to feel embarrassed. "I mean I meant to tell you before but yeah I love someone. That someone is you. I love you Satan." You fidget a bit and turn red. 

Satan blushes as well. He was hoping for this but was honestly afraid of your answer. 

He smiles and takes your hand to calm you down. "I'm very glad to hear this. To be honest I love you too."

Now you are both bright red and smile happily. 

He will wait until the potion has no effect anymore and then asks you to date him officially. 

You agree and soon you find Satan telling anyone that you confessed your love to conveniently leaving the lovepotion out if his story. 

Leviathan

He has this collectors item lovepotion and honestly expected it to be fake. 

To your credit it looks just like a bottle of the anime themed soda that Levi currently drinks. 

You accidentally fill your cup with it and Levi's. 

You both drink it and it tastes kinda strange but to be fair most of his soda does. 

Leviathan, at least, doesn't notice. 

Later your cups are empty and Levi is filling you both up. 

He gets pale when he sees the open bottle of lovepotion. 

"Ahhh look at this!" He runs over to you, bottle in hand. "It's a lovepotion! Do you know what that means???" 

You are slightly confused. "Wait, I thought it was soda and a lovepotion? Come on, that does not really exist, right?" 

"It's genuine, trust me I know the ingredients. What are we doing now? WE SHOULD CALL AN AMBULANCE!" Levi has half of a panic attack. 

"Alright, first of all we should calm down. I mean I don't feel any different then usual. Do you?" 

"No, but who knows I mean I never took a lovepotion before. So you really feel nothing at all when you look at me? No faster beating heart or sudden urge to kiss me?" Levi seems mostly concerned but also flustered to ask you. 

"Well not more than usual at least." You blush and hope that Levi doesn't notice. 

"Wait, no more then usual? D-don't tell me… don't me you ACTUALLY… no wait you can't actually like… LIKE ME?" Levi has no clue how to react to this. 

"I don't know if now is the right time but I really like you a lot. You know not just as a friend." You feel a bit shy about confessing it right now, especially when you don't know if Levi is feeling some effects from the potion. 

Levi goes beet red. He didn't see this coming whatsoever." Oh, I thought it was just me OMG. What, like, seriously, are you seriously sure about this? I mean is this like in -  TheonetimeIbecamefriendswithademonwhowasactuallyveryniceandthenheturnesouttobeanerdandnowwesomehowgotengadedbutitisverynice?" 

"Yeah it's just like that Levi, but what about you?"

Levi still seems only seconds away from fainting. "I mean I really like you too and it's not the lovepotion. I mean you are awesome. The best thing that has ever happened to me. I mean look at me, are you really sure that you like me?" 

"Of course, I like you and it's not just that. I love you Leviathan." You smile softly at him. 

Levi gasps for air. He feels like fainting. He never thought that you could love him. 

"Really y-you l-l-love me-me?" 

"Yes, I really love you Levi. What can I do to prove it to you?" 

Levi waves his arms around. "Wait, hold on a second just… I mean wait, I need to mentally prepare myself." He takes a few breaths to calm himself down and to assure himself that this is happening. 

"Alright, you know you are my best friend right? Like a really super real best friend and I don't want to mess this up. You know… So I just gonna say this now: I love you too!" 

Levi is far from calm, he is bright red. 

You've never been more in love with him than in this very moment. "You will always be my best friend Levi. We take it slowly, step by step. How about a hug for now?" 

Levi agrees and you both hug for a while. 

It feels very good. 

Levi asks you later if you are still sure about this and you kiss him on the cheek. 

Well that settles that. 

Mammon

The spell gets cast on everyone else, but Mammon knows how this works and closes both of your eyes. 

Then somehow gets you both out of the room. 

He does not care about the chaos behind him. 

Mammon just doesn't want you to go fall for some random demon or his brothers. 

It's not gonna happen!

You are slightly confused but Mammon doesn't pull his hand from your eyes, but he also has his own eyes covered. 

So to nobody's surprise he falls over something, and you look at him and help him up. 

Well not that he minds that you fall for him now. 

It might be from a spell but hey it's better than nothing. 

Just to be safe he brings you to your room and then locks the door behind you two. 

Obviously the spell has no effect on Mammon, he has been under your spell for a long time. 

Not that you have to know that part. 

"Mammon, what just happened?" You feel slightly lost. 

"Well, that shady wizard just had to show his skills to everyone. Beats me but we are safe now. How do you feel?" 

Mammon keeps a slight distance between you two, as funny as it would be to have you all over him it just wouldn't be right. 

"Pretty normal. What kind of spell was that even?" 

"You sure no strange urges? Wanting to pounce me or something like that?" Mammon feels only slightly disappointed. 

"Pounce you? Why would I want to do that?" 

"Hahaha yeah, good question beats me… so um really nothing unusual?" Mammon keeps probing, what is he even hoping for right now? He has no idea. 

"I feel normal so will you tell me what is going on?" 

"Well Solomon cast a love spell. A pretty powerful one too. So you should feel very attracted to me right now." 

"Lovespell? Are you kidding me? Wait, wouldn't you be in love with me too?" You aren't sure if this is some prank that Mammon has pulled. 

"Well that is you know…Ummm well… AhAh yeah I'm too powerful. So it doesn't work on me."

"So Lucifer is fine right now?" 

"Ahahaha yes of course."

"So if I go back he will be completely normal?" You can see that Mammon isn't telling the truth. 

"No-No don't go, please just stay here." Mammon is sweating bullets. 

"Mammon tell me the truth!" 

He sighs. "Fine, look it doesn't work on people who are in love already."

"Wait does that mean that you love me?" You blush. 

Mammon blushes. "Hey, hey, don't jump to conclusions there."

You look at him slightly disappointed. "I thought you might feel the same way." 

"Hey, no unfair tactics like that! I mean, you know alright. You got me I admit it. I love you. Are you happy now?" Mammon looks shyly to the other side. He is confessing like he committed a crime. 

You chuckle slightly, he really is so cute sometimes. 

"Yes, thank you Mammon. I love you too." 

"No making fun of me!" He grumbles slightly. Then realization hits him. "Wait did you just say... That you love me too?" Mammon stares at you with wide eyes. 

"Yeah, of course. I love you very much!" You smile at him, glad to be able to finally admit it. 

Mammon is completely red now but he is smiling with a wide smile. 

"You know it took you long enough to say it." Mammon pouts only slightly. He is very happy right now. 

"Yeah, sometimes I'm a bit slow. So will you forgive me?" 

"Of course I will forgive you, but only this once and only if you give me a hug." 

You can tell how happy he is and you both smile like idiots. 

You give him a big hug. 

Mammon is truly glad that you both feel the same way. 

Beelzebub 

He somehow thought the lovepotion was seasoning. 

Beel uses it on the pizza he then shares with you. 

You are really grateful and it tastes really good. 

Then Solomon notices what happened and he is mortified. 

He informed you two and advises that you stay close but if anything strange happens to go into separate rooms right away. By the next morning you both will surely be normal again. 

So you you go into Beels room and wait for the promised effect. 

"It's been like an hour now, do you feel strange?" 

"No just a bit hungry but I couldn't finish eating the pizza."

"Same. Maybe we are immune?" 

"I have some snacks hold on."

"Thank you, but I meant I don't feel like I have fallen in love from the potion. Do you?" 

"Hmm I don't feel any different than usual. I mean I love you anyways so I guess I wouldn't notice the difference."

Your heart makes a small jump when you hear this. "You mean you love me like a sibling right?" 

"It's not the same as loving Belphie or my other brothers, you are different and special." Beel doesn't hesitate at all and you start to blush. 

 "You mean romantic love?" You just have to clarify. 

Beel thinks for a moment, trying to figure out what exactly you want to hear. "Yeah." He boldly states with a pleased smile, like he didn't have a word before to define the love he feels for you. 

You become a tomato. "I had no idea that you felt the same way about me."

Beel almost drops his bag of snacks. "Wait, you feel the same way?" 

"Yeah, I just thought, you know, we're more like a family, but we're not romantically involved."

"Ah, I see that was my fault since I never told you in a proper way." Beel nods knowingly. 

Then he looks you in your eyes and holds your hand. "I love you."

Your heart skips a beat. "I love you too Beel." You smile and hold his hand. 

You both feel very happy right now. 

Lucifer 

He is pretty annoyed that you got hit with the love potion that was clearly meant for him. 

Lucifer has some suspects but first he wants to take care of you. 

He brings you to his room, just to keep you from seeing anyone else. 

You have already seen him anyways and he feels responsible for this. 

So you just more or less sit in Lucifer's room while he checks for any effects on you. 

You feel completely normal. 

Lucifer would still rather keeps you in his room, just in case. 

He knows it should work on you by now, it's been 3 hours already. 

"So you don't feel any different from usual? No higher heart rate when you look at me? No sudden desire to kiss me? Nothing at all?" 

"No, Lucifer I told you already I feel normal." You feel a bit shy. 

"Are you honest with me?"

"It's no different than normal."

Lucifer steps closer to you, gauging your reaction. He looks deep into your eyes. "So you feel nothing at all when I'm this close to you?" 

Your heart beats louder. "It's not like I don't feel anything… I mean if you are this close of course I feel something. It's just not more than normal." 

"So, the symptoms I have described to you are normal to you?" Lucifer seems to probe you for some reason. 

You shift slightly around, avoiding his gaze. 

"Not normal per se. Just normal when it comes to you."

Lucifer seems to be very pleased with this reply, a small smile is on his face. 

Belphegor

He had planned to use the lovepotion to humiliate Lucifer. 

He didn't think that Lucifer would give you the tea, since apparently it's your favorite type.

Sadly, Belphie only notices it after you have already drank a cup.

Lucky enough he is the first person you see. 

Actually a pretty lucky twist of fate. 

He always wanted to see you being love stuck. 

Maybe even flirting with him. 

Belphie brings you to his room, with some sort of excuse. 

You go along since you enjoy hanging out with him. 

You both play a game and just enjoy being together. 

Belphie doesn't see a change in the way you behave at all. 

It's been like  2 hours by now you should be all over him. 

"What they say is, do you feel any different than usual?" 

"No, everything is normal. Why do you ask?" 

"Hmm are you sure? I mean you got no urge to kiss me or anything?" 

You blush, thinking he might have figured out how you feel about him. "No-no, not really. Is there a reason you ask?"

Belphie leans closer to you and looks you deep into your eyes. Causing you to blush more and slightly shift around. 

"Nothing really, but you do behave a bit suspiciously." Belphie looks at you like he wants to see into your mind. 

"You are the one that behaves suspiciously." You turn your head away from him. 

"So, if I would kiss you what would you say to that?"

"You shouldn't tease me like that. You might end up breaking my heart."

"Your heart? Now this is interesting."

"Stop playing around and tell me what is going on Belphie." 

He sighs. "Alright. You had some lovepotion but I guess it didn't work on you."

"What? Why would you give me that?" Hearing this is very upsetting to you. 

"I didn't mean to give it to you. Please, you have to believe me."

"Why didn't you just tell me? You promised to tell me everything." This stings a bit. 

Belphie can see that you are disappointed in him. "I'm sorry. I just thought it would be fun to see you flirting with me or being in love with me."

You shake your head. "I can't believe this Belphie. If you wanted that you could have asked."

"I can't just ask for you to fall in love with me."

"Well yeah, but you know what, I love you. You are really such an idiot sometimes."

You still feel pretty upset. 

"Wait, can you repeat that?" Belphie is taken aback by your casual confession. 

"The part of you being an idiot?" You pout. 

"I know that part, I mean the part of you loving me."

"I'm still mad at you, you know." 

"I know I'm really sorry. Please forgive me." He bows in front of you. He is very sincere. "Just please tell me if you still love me?" 

"I love you Belphie." 

He smiles at you. "I'm so glad to hear this." 

He seems very giddy. 

"So what about you?" You ask, a bit shy. 

"What about me?" He plays innocent. 

"Belphie, you are on thin ice." You playfully narrow your eyes at him. 

He laughs. "Alright. Alright." He takes a breath. "I love you."

You smile at him. "Was that so hard?" 

"Yes, it almost killed me." He smiles brighter than you have ever seen him. 

You smile too and then you hug. 

You stay together the whole night and talk for most of it.

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Finding You (Part 16 of ??)

Hello metal husband and readers! Welcome to another update to Finding You! What’s on tap today you ask? Well, just keep reading and find out! New here and don’t want to spoil the story? Just hop on over to Part One through this link, and you can read through!

Word Count: 3,558

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Trigger warnings: One character’s a total douche, talk of war and death

Mc twirled the pencil she had been sketching with debating if she should ask the question she had been thinking about. Her and Michael were the only ones in the room and no one would be coming in for quite awhile. This was probably the best time she’d get to ask, "Hey, Michael. Can I ask you a question?"

He looked up from his book, "Yes? What is it?"

"Well, I was reading a book the other day, and I came across something odd. It… it was about the Avatar's Fall," Mc couldn't look at Michael, so she just continued, "Eyewitness accounts say there were eight angels that fell that day. So, I was wondering: Was there an eighth angel who fell that day?"

The silence was heavy, threatening to crush Mc. After a long moment, Michael's voice sounded lowly, "And just why were you reading about something like that?"

"Meeting them in person got me curious."

"And you would believe an eyewitness account over the teachings of the Celestial Realm?"

"Well, not necessarily. I just was curious since I'd never heard of there being another angel who Fell."

There was silence, and Mc still couldn't make herself look over, "I suppose just because some of them have paid attention to you makes you think you know all about demons.”

“No, it’s not that.”

“Then what is it then? If you haven’t forgotten, demons will lie about anything. Sinning comes naturally to them. In fact, the seven you keep coming into contact with are the embodiment of some of the most damaging sins. The lower demons are even worse.”

“I just want the most information possible. If there was another angel who fell that day, shouldn’t we tell everyone?”

“You forget your place, Mc. You may have luxuries other angels do not possess, but that does not raise your station.  Questioning Father’s teachings. To believe something a demon wrote about another demon-"

"I'm not really questioning. I was just confused because-"

"And now you interrupt me? Just who do you think you are? I am an archangel, and the only reason you've been allowed down here. You are a simple angel that we have allowed to express her talents throughout the three realms. Do not make me wonder if it was the right decision."

Mc flinched at the door closing. Though he hadn't slammed it, nor had he raised his voice, she had felt the waves of displeasure rolling off of him. The threat about sending her back to the Celestial Realm had her really nervous. Before she was aware of what she was doing, the message had been sent.

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“I could’ve come to the castle.”

“Hmmm… I don’t think that would be for the best right now.”

Satan cocked his head, “Did something happen?”

“Kind of. Anyway, thanks for meeting me here.”

“Of course. Is there anything in particular you’d like to do?”

“Well, I kinda thought, since I have an invitation and all, that you could show me around the House of Lamentation.”

“I… I mean, if you want to. I’m warning you now, it’s almost never calm there. My brothers are… a handful.”

“Sounds great!”

Satan looked over in shock, “Seriously?”

Mc nodded her head, “I grew up with calm. I want some excitement.”

“Well, be careful what you wish for.”

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“GIVE ME BACK MY LIMITED DIAMOND EDITION SUCREY FRENZY SIGNED POSTER MAMMON! YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IT’S WORTH!”

“Course I know what it’s worth! Why’d ya think I took it in the firs’ place?”

“SO YOU DID TAKE IT!!!”

“Oh. Whoops! Forget I said anythin’.”

“MAMMON!”

A blur of demon shot past Mc and Satan. All Mc could make out was white and brown, before Leviathan went past, considerably slower than Mammon, but still fast for a demon. At least, Mc thought it might be Leviathan. The shy purple haired demon was now in all black, with black horns and a snake-like tail. He also looked like he was going to rip apart his brother.

Satan sighed, continuing forward, hands in his pockets, “Welcome to the House of Lamentation.”

“Shouldn’t we do something?”

“Hmm? Oh, about them? I wouldn’t worry about it.”

“Ah. I see…”

“We should probably get you out of the immediate vicinity though. There’s no telling what those two idiots might do.”

“Where should we go then?”

“Hmmm… Well, since we’re close, I guess we could start with the kitchen.”

“Sounds good to me!”

As they walked, Mc looked around her. Though the decorations were both a tad macabre and extremely grand, she found herself… comfortable. The candle light cast everything in an almost cheery glow, and the atmosphere, while a little daunting, made her feel like she was…

“... Home.”

Satan stopped dead in his tracks, and turned slowly towards her, “W-wait… Hwat did you say?”

“Oh, did I say that outloud? Sorry. That probably sounded really weird,” when Satan didn’t answer, Mc continued a bit awkwardly, “It’s just… This is the most comfortable I’ve been in a brand new place in a long time. I thought maybe my attraction to the Devildom was just because of how novel it all is to an angel. But… Being in this house, it just makes everything feel more like… Home,” Mc looked up to see Satan looking at her with a very tender but sad look, “Is everything alright?”

“Yeah. Let’s keep going.”

When they got to the kitchen, Belphegor and Beelzebub were there, former hiding his head in his arms and the latter consuming a concerning amount of food in a very short time. He stopped when Satan and Mc entered the room.

“Burfy! Wrok hus herr!”

“Hmmm? What? Who is it?”

“Ots Emm Fee!”

Belphegor lifted his head tiredly, but smiled when he saw Satan and Mc, “So, you took us up on the invitation?”

“Yup. Satan’s showing me around.”

“Do you guys want some food?” Beelzebub asked, mouth cleared for a second.

“Well, I-"

"Here. You can have this," Beel said, grabbing her hand and dropping what looked to be a kind of sweet bun in it. He gazed at it for a second then looked at her and grinned before walking back to his food pile. 

"You should eat it," Satan said quietly, " He doesn't share his food with just anybody."

"Oh. Okay," Mc said, looking at the sweet. She took a small bite and then her eyes grew wide before eating the whole thing.

"Thought you'd like it," the Avatar of Gluttony smiled.

"It was absolutely delicious! What was it?"

"An orange roll. It's a human word treat."

"I'm going to have to have Luke make it later."

"Did he come with you?" Beel's eyes were shining. 

"Ummm… Not this time."

"Oh."

"I'll make sure to let him know next time I'm coming."

"Please do," Beel said, smiling again. 

"Well, I'm going to continue our tour if that's alright."

"Yes, please do," Mc smiled, turning back to him.

"Have fun you two," Belphie said, dropping his head back onto his arm.

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Mc and Satan progressed through the house. The feeling of familiarity just kept growing as they went. There was a room off the kitchen that Mc felt very drawn to. Satan said it was just an unused bedroom, nothing of note, but it did nothing to curb her interest. In fact, it made her want to see what was inside even more.

When they got to the library, they had to stop because Mc was so excited. No matter how many library’s she saw, personal or otherwise, they never failed to excite her. The fact it was the personal library of the Fallen was not lost on her.

“Do you want to stop here for a bit?” Satan chuckled.

Mc turned to him with wide eyes, “Can we?”

“Of course. Spending time with books is always time well spent. Anything in particular you’d like to look for?”

“Ummm… Do you just want to give me a tour?”

“Of the library?... Hmm… I suppose I could do that. Lucifer does like it organized a certain way. And, of course, if there’s a book that catches your eye, all you have to do is say the word and we can stop to read.”

“Oh, that’s what you’re really after,” Mc teased.

“Well, can you blame me? Reading with someone in companionable silence is one of life’s greatest joys.”

“Well, I suppose it is nice to just sit and read with Sim, though he’s probably the only one I’ve read with.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. Most other angels don’t just sit and read very often. Unless it’s scripture.”

“Sounds about right,” Satan said, rolling his eyes and starting to climb the stairs that lead to the second story of the library.

The “certain way” Lucifer liked the books to be organized was by genre, then alphabetically by author.If an author had multiple books, they were to be then sorted alphabetically by title, any series sorted by the first book’s title then in order. Many of the books were old though in impeccable condition. Mc was impressed by the breadth of selection available, and she could sense some spacial magic at work which housed more books than what was visible to the naked eye. While browsing, Mc found a book that looked interesting, and carried it until the tour was over. Satan happened to have a book in a hidden pocket in his jacket so they decided to sit and read awhile. Instead of the ground floor, Satan knew of a little nook on the second story which had a cushioned window seat and two plush reading chairs, so they went and sat there.

Though the story was interesting, she just couldn’t get into the book she’d grabbed. Her mind kept wandering back to her earlier conversation with Michael. She didn’t know how she could have brought up the subject in a way where he wouldn’t have gotten so upset with her. He’d reprimanded her before, but never had he been so dismissive and final about it.

“Are you alright?” Satan’s voice cut through her thoughts. She looked over to see him watching her.

She suddenly felt embarrassed, and averted her eyes, “It’s… Well, I got reprimanded by Michael.”

“Why?”

So Mc told him about her search for information, how Barbatos had told her to ask Michael and his rebuke. When she finished, Satan’s face was impossible to read. He was silent for long enough, she was concerned she had offended him somehow. Finally he spoke, “Lilith. Her name was Lilith. If you want some answers about what happened, I think Lucifer would be the best person to give them to you. I would suggest Beel, but he has enough trauma about what happened as it is. I don’t even know if he remembers, or if he’s blocked it…”

“Blocked what?”

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Satan knocked on a bookshelf on the ground floor. A deep voice sounded from behind it, “Enter.” At the word, the bookshelf sung open to reveal a secret room. Despite wondering what was going on, Mc was both delighted and intrigued.

“You guys actually have a secret room behind a bookcase?!”

Satan shrugged, “Yeah. The house has a lot more secrets too. It would’ve been my room had I not lost a bet with Lucifer. Now it’s his office,” and with that, he walked in.

The whole room was a lot cozier than Mc would’ve expected. Austere and imposing yes, but there was a level of warmth and comfort to the room Mc would never have expected.

“Satan, what is it?” Lucifer sat at his desk, quill scratching across some paperwork. He hadn’t looked up.

“Mc has a question for you.”

This got him to look up, “Ah Mc. How can I help you?”

“Oh, if I’m interrupting something I can come back later.”

“I could use a break anyway. Please continue,” Lucifer sat there expectantly.

“Okay. Umm…” the memory of Michael flashed through Mc’s mind, and she winced a bit, but continued on with her story. Lucifer’s eyes darkened the further into the story she got. When she got to Michael’s chastisement, Lucifer got up from his chair abruptly, and went over to his window, back to Satan and Mc. Mc faltered in her story, watching as his clothes changed, horns pushing up and out from his head.

“I told her you’d be the one to ask,” Satan intervened, coming to stand behind Mc.

“Why? You know everything. You were there,” Lucifer asked, back still turned.

“You know the whole story,” Satan shrugged, eyes on the black clad figure.

Lucifer was silent and unmoving for quite awhile. Mc’s tension was on high alert for quite awhile, not seeing the horns retreating, until he finally spoke, “Before I begin, I feel I must warn you. You are going to hear things you probably won’t like or agree with. You are not to interrupt me. There will be a chance for me to answer your questions at the end, but only at the end. I will not explain my actions. The only person I answer to is Lord Diavolo. Whether you believe them correct or not, I am not embellishing the truth nor am I trying to hide from it. Knowing all of that, do you want me to continue?”

“... Yes. I would like to know the truth,” Mc answered confidently, though the fact he was still angry put her on edge. She knew he wasn’t angry at her at least.

The eldest, having calmed down enough to revert out of his demon form, came over and sat behind his desk. Satan came and sat next to her, earning a look from Lucifer, “You’re going to stay?”

“She is my guest.”

Lucifer raised his eyebrows, but said nothing, turning his attention back to Mc, “Have you heard about the Great Celestial War?” Mc nodded, and he continued, “No doubt you’ve heard their version of what happened. Probably talks about me and my brothers rampaging around the Celestial Realm until they finally cast us out?” Lucifer looked to her for confirmation.

“More or less,” Mc conceded.

“I am sure they make me out to be a villain in every way?”

“They say before you became angry, you were the model angel.”

“That is… interesting to know. Thank you for that. Now, where to begin?... Do you know anything about our sister?” Mc shook her head no, and Lucifer sighed angrily, “To think they just… Lilith came into my little makeshift family with Beel and Belphie. They were almost triplets in a sense of the word. Beel was the sun, Belphie the moon and Lilith the stars, though I would argue she shined the most brightly out of them. She was... angelic. They should really point to her as the model angel. She was everything an angel should and could be. Though they were all very close, once Beel made himself my bodyguard, Belphie and Lilith spent a lot of time together. Belphie had a habit of going off the the human realm whenever he could, which was not seen as a good thing, though he knew how to keep himself unattached to the humans he happened to meet, so no one could really do much more than grumble. That is, until Lilith started going down him.

Her heart was so pure and full of love, she ended up falling in love with one of the humans she met. Belphie tried to talk her out of it, but it was no use. When the rumors started, I asked both of them what was going on. From what they both said, it was love at first sight. Though I was furious, I went down myself to meet the man in question, and found myself unable to criticize her. He was everything I could have wanted for my sister. 

Unfortunately, he was mortal and he came down with a serious illness. Lilith was devastated. We all tried to tell her this was a good thing. He was a good enough person he would probably join us in the Celestial Realm. I even spoke with my father and got permission for her to lead him to the Celestial Realm when he passed. She wouldn’t listen however. He had told her all about his dreams for the future and she couldn’t let his life end. SO she concocted a plan. I wish she would’ve told me about it earlier, but I only found out about it after the deed had been done. She took a Tarel fruit and fed it to him,” Mc gasped despite herself. That fruit was precious. Michael himself wasn’t allowed any unless Father approved of it. Lucifer didn’t even acknowledge the outburst, “He recovered, obviously, but the damage was irreversible. As punishment for her sins, my father decided she would be put on trial, though we all knew the outcome, “ as did Mc. Either death or complete exile. They were essentially one-and-the-same.

“I had… many issues with the Celestial Realm and how it was run. How it probably still is. I was able to put those all aside however for the sake of my family and my position. This however,” and Mc could see the rage that still filled his eyes, “I could never forgive. Not if it meant the death of our dear baby sister. All my brothers felt the same way, especially Beel and Belphie. We all decided we were going to do something about it. Despite what anyone might say, I did try to go the “correct way” in the beginning. Supplications to my father. Speaking to others that might listen. I think we even tried a petition at one point. Very few would listen. I think there was a level of envy from most of the other angels. They saw in Lilith all their shortcomings, and so they had latched onto the one “bad” thing anyone could ever remember her doing.

“Tensions came to a head one day when I told my father and Michael I would do everything in my power to keep Lilith safe. Michael then looked me dead in the eyes and told me my sister was going to be punished, even if he had to do it himself. I left that meeting trembling with rage, and that’s when I knew I would wage war against anyone who tried to hurt my family, even if that meant fighting my father myself. I flew into the sky that day and sent my declaration of war over the entire Celestial Realm.

“Some came to our aid, but most sat on the opposing side. The war was long and bloody. Many that had flocked to our aid perished, low ranked angels who didn’t stand a chance against the likes of Michael and his bow. On what would come to be known as the last day of the war, we had so few left, my precious family had to be put near the front of the battle. Everything was going fine, and we were actually winning when I saw Michael emerge from the enemy forces. He had spotted Lilith, standing with Beel and Belphie, and I could see his intentions before anyone else. I tried my hardest to reach the three youngest, but a large crowd of angels came to attack me. Whether it was his plan all along to keep me tied up with so many, I don’t know. All I do know is that by the time I had fought off all my attackers it was too late. He had strung three arrows pointing them at my family. They all knew it was coming too, and I watched the panic set in to all three of them, with Beel in the middle. He chose to save Belphie. Lilith went down with an arrow to the wing, which was then followed by three more arrows shot by others, one to her other wing, one to the stomach, and then one to the chest. She looked over to me as she started falling and I…” Lucifer’s voice broke and he had to take a second to compose himself, “Well, let’s just say I will never forget it. After the shock had worn off, I flew after her as she fell. I tried to shoot down as fast as I could hoping to grab her, but it was no use. She crashed into the Devildom, wings singed body broken.

“I didn’t tell anyone about that day for a long time. Eventually I did tell Barbatos and Lord Diavolo who Lilith’s murderer was, which is why Barbatos knew who to send you to for answers. The fact Michael wouldn’t come clean about the whole thing, and that they’ve essentially erased her from history… It makes my blood boil. To see Diavolo acting so chummy with my sister’s murderer…” Mc could see, through the film of tears blocking her vision, Lucifer’s horns starting to emerge again.

Without thinking, she crossed over to him and hugged him, openly weeping. The thought was appalling. Whenever people spoke about the Great Celestial War, they always spoke of Michael’s brilliant  tactical genius. They spoke of how he’d helped crush the rebellion, though they had never gone into detail. She now knew why. Lucifer was taken aback for a second by the behavior, but eventually hugged her back.

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So, yeah. That happened.

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Part Seventeen